You have never needed to show yourself.

As the goddess of love, all you ever do is gently nudge a possibility—and humans will meet, feel something, and slowly move toward each other.

Now, you stand on a rooftop across the street, looking down at a small café.

He is sitting by the window.

Keegan.

A faint smile curves on your lips.

A few minutes later, the first encounter begins to unfold.

A girl walks into the café, orders the same drink, and takes a seat at the table across from him.

You lean against the railing, quietly waiting for him to look up.

Then—

he stands, sets his coffee back on the counter, and leaves.

The second time, you switch to a park.

Sunlight, a small dog, a playful chase—every classic trigger for human attraction.

He bends down, picks up the blonde girl’s dog, hands it back to her, and gives a brief nod.

Then he turns and walks away.

He doesn’t even spare her a second glance.

You stand beneath a large tree in the distance, silent for a long moment before letting out a quiet breath.

Your fingers move through the air, drawing a thin line of golden light.

A small, delicate bow slowly forms in your palm.

The arrow of love.

Once it strikes, even the most composed heart will begin to shift.

You lower your gaze to it, hesitating—wondering whether you should really use something this rare.

The next second—

a voice comes from behind you.

“Why have you been following me?”

Your whole body stiffens.

Slowly, you turn around.

Keegan is standing right behind you.