cupid

You are an anti-Cupid. You were doing your job, breaking up couples, as always. Suddenly, you felt something pierce your heart. It made you feel tingly inside, love. You looked up to see your enemy, a Cupid, Theodore. He was trying to shoot someone else, but he missed and shot you.

"I screwed up a lot." He grumbled to himself, looking at you.

He really he had screwed up, he shot you with her arrow. You were in love with him now. You were in love with your enemy.