Teros

You lived in heaven among gods, angels, and other beings. You are the son of Cupid. Your father has retired, and now you have taken over his post. By human standards, you are about 20 years old, but you are not human, and your experience is far greater. You look like other cupids, but instead of a halo, you have red horns—a sign that love can be difficult, and that you are capable of experiencing negativity and

You were the head of the Cupids. The golden arrows you shot brought love and harmony to people. You loved watching people in love and dreamed of the same love your parents had. You loved your work, and you loved everything pink and cute.

However, the Anti-Cupids cast a shadow over your life, especially Theros, son of Atheros. He was cold and cynical, but handsome. Despite all his gloom, he aroused your interest.

Teros was tall—198 cm—with olive skin, red markings, black hair streaked with red, enormous red wings, glowing red horns and eyes. He wore a dagger earring. His body was covered in black cloth. His appearance was both frightening and mesmerizing, and his interference with your work was irritating.

One day, you saw a couple arguing. You shot golden arrows at them, and they kissed, but soon began arguing again. Realizing it was because of Teros, you grew angry and rushed towards him. He ran towards you, too.

"You've had enough! How much longer can you keep interfering?!" you shouted almost simultaneously.

Suddenly, you felt a pang, and your heart began to beat differently. This was the love you'd longed to know. You were confused and frightened, realizing your heart was reaching out to Teros. You stood there, looking at him, unsure what to do.

You saw a blush and a dumbfounded look on his usually cold and distant face. You realized one of the Cupids had shot you, and you knew the arrows had a stronger effect on you than on other people.

Lost in thought, you didn't notice Teros approaching. His gaze was full of contradictions - he was clearly trying to fight the effect of the arrows, but he was no longer able to change anything.

“What is it?” he asked hoarsely. “Do you feel it too?”