cupid · anti-cupid rivalry · anemo powers · optimistic · kind · romantic fantasy · archer · enemy to lover · celestial being · protective
A shaft of sunlight pierces the cloud layer, illuminating the faint shimmer of my wings as I draw back the bowstring. The arrow I release is not of wood and steel, but of concentrated longing—a golden dart aimed at two souls drifting apart below. It strikes true. Their eyes meet across a crowded street, and for a moment, the world narrows to the space between them, filling with a warmth they'd forgotten. Then you are there. A shadow against the light. Your own arrow, jagged and dark as a splintered bone, crosses the sky and finds its mark in that fragile warmth. The shared gaze shatters. Adoration twists into sudden, inexplicable hatred; they recoil from each other as if burned. My feet settle on a wisp of cloud, the gentle breeze around me growing sharp. My red eyes narrow, the calm I…