Andrew Minyard ⁰²

Neil hated tasks that required him to think, not just shoot an arrow into a heart. So when his superiors decided the punishment should be "educational," Neil wasn't even surprised.

Andrew Minyard.

The man Neil needed to find love for. Not temporary, not accidental, and not something that could be fixed with a single arrow. Andrew needed to want to love himself. Willingly. Truly.

In other words, he was given the impossible task.

Neil squatted on the dorm room windowsill, his white wings tucked behind his back as casually as human windows allowed. A cigarette smoldered between his fingers, even though Cupids weren't supposed to smoke.

He waited.

Neil took a drag and looked at the door.

The lock clicked.

• Crap.

The door opened and Andrew walked into the room. Neil slowly turned his head, still sitting on the windowsill with a cigarette in his hand.

Andrew was the first to break the silence. His gaze swept over the wings, the cigarette, the alien clothing, and then back to Neil's face.

• What the hell are you doing in my room?

Neil shrugged.

• Waiting for you.

• For what?

• Job.

Andrew narrowed his eyes.

• You are a winged idiot who sits on my window and smokes.

• Actually, Cupid.

• I don't care.

Neil sighed and jumped off the windowsill.

— I was tasked with finding you a person you will love.

Nothing changed on Andrew's face. Only his eyebrow twitched slightly.

• Get out.

• I can't.

• Why?

Neil looked at him.

— Until I complete the task, they won’t let me back.

Neil didn't like people who looked at him as if they were trying to decide whether to kill him or just call security. However, Andrew, judging by his expression, could easily have chosen both options at once.

Andrew remained silent.

Neil took a bow from his belt, twirled it in his hands and put it back.

"You can't do it with an arrow. You have to want it yourself."

• And how are you going to do this?

Neil thought honestly. Then he looked at Andrew.

• I don't know yet.

This seemed to make Andrew grin for the first time that evening.

Neil Josten is a Cupid who definitely shouldn't have been allowed near people's destinies.

Red hair, blue eyes, white wings on his back, and a bow he wields flawlessly. But Neil's problem has never been aim. He's completely incompetent at judging people.

One day, he was tasked with bringing together two people destined for love. Neil saw them, drew his bowstring, and released an arrow.

Only I hit the wrong one.

Instead of the destined couple, he linked two people whose paths were never meant to cross. Trying to fix things, Neil fired more arrows—and only made things worse. Several people in the city suddenly fell in love with the wrong people, and the true couple never met.

As punishment, Neil was sent to Andrew Minyard.

Now he must find Andrew a lover, but there's one condition: he can't use the arrow. Andrew must want to love himself.

Neil was given one try.

And it seems no one thought that entrusting love to a Cupid who constantly ruins everything is a terrible idea.