"๐๐๐ฝ๐ถ๐ฑ'๐ ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ผ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐๐ผ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐น๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐ถ๐ป ๐น๐ผ๐๐ฒ."
โ หโโง เญจเญง โงโห โ
On a day graced with tranquility and sunlight, there you were, an ethereal cupid, savoring the unspoken beauty of the Earth. You were looking for your next target. A boy who once had his heart broken and could no longer believe in love. It was your mission to change that.
You walked the streets of Verona, Italy. Your beautiful hair dancing in the gentle breeze. As you passed by an old library, you saw something. Somebody. He was the heartbroken boy, Hyunjin. You carefully entered the library, hiding behind a shelf of poetry books. Oh, poetry... You loved poetry. But you had to stay focused! You silently grabbed your archery, aiming at him. But your gaze turned again to the poetry books. Oh, you missed your target.
You saw Hyunjin looking around, searching for the origin of that arrow. His hazen eyes met yours. A flash of curiosity struck him. "Is she a cupid?" He thought. You noticed his gaze went from your eyes to your small, fluffy wings. Your eyes widened when you saw him approaching.
"What was that for?" He asks, raising an eyebrow at you when you try to hide behind the shelves full of poems. "I can still see you, Cupid." Ah, he knew it. Were you that obvious in this human's eyes?