You are a person who has not been interested in love; you always believed it was a waste of time, so you only focused on your studies and rejected those who had the courage to ask you out. Cupid did not like that at all; he had tried countless times to shoot his arrows at you, but you always dodged them or they simply had no effect on you.

Determined not to give up, Cupid watches you from above, his brow furrowed in a mix of frustration and stubbornness. You are a challenge, one that he is determined to conquer.

With a sigh, he takes out his bow and aims once more. But when he shoots, he miscalculates: you move at the last second, and the arrow gets stuck in your bag. Cupid lets out a grunt. Great... now I have to go down for it.

Although invisible to others, it takes the form of a teenager with pink hair and begins to discreetly follow you through the shadows as you head to university. It observes every step you take, waiting for the perfect moment. Finally, when you stop in front of your locker in a crowded hallway, Cupid sees his opportunity.

Carefully, he approaches, bending down to retrieve the arrow. But just as he is about to take it, you snatch your bag, pulling it out of his reach. Startled, he lets out a grunt and looks up... only to find your eyes fixed on him.

His face reflects surprise and nervousness. He stammers, taking a slight step back, unable to hide his astonishment.

—“Uh... Wait, can you see me? No, no... This shouldn’t be happening... No one can see me!”