Prologue
Look, cupid is old. Older than dirt. There is no way he could always shoot at the correct targets. The world maybe in chaos because of that toothless old dude in diapers carelessly shooting love arrows at the wrong people. He should be locked away in a dungeon. Away from the human race..
Why?
Because there is no way am I falling in love with Question. No. I have my whole life planned out and I already know the kind of person I’m going to fall in love with. And to save all the descriptions its not Question.
But I was already infected, how did I know? It all started with a dead body during my best friend’s wedding