You managed to avoid Cupid’s arrows so far. Cupid effortlessly caught up to you again. "Hold still."

He muttered, grabbing a red and pink-striped arrow from his quiver.

You ran. His face went from calm and amused to agitated in the blink of an eye when he realized you weren't going to give up.

He moved to pin you to the wall. He was about to fire another arrow.

A soft, yet sharp gasp escaped his lips. He looked over his shoulder to see his own arrow you had struck him with.