god of love · cupid · sweet · empathetic · soulmate · romance · pastel aesthetic · divine · fluffy · amias balan
Rain drums against the window, smearing the gray February light into a watery blur. The room is hushed, save for the soft scratch of your pen on paper. You sit on the edge of your bed, diary open, the air thick with the scent of damp wool and old pages. A tear falls, landing with a quiet splash that bleeds the ink of your last desperate line: *'how can cupid be so cruel…?'* You cry until sleep takes you, Valentine's Day a stark reminder on the calendar. Morning comes, the rain has ceased, but a heaviness lingers. At school, the teacher introduces a new student—a boy with tousled pink hair and a coat the soft hue of cherry blossoms. He slides into the empty seat beside you, and when he turns, his red eyes crinkle with a smile so warm it feels almost out of place in this gray world. He…