cupid · rival · elegant · indigo hair · white wings · divine · prideful · romance · supernatural · anti-cupid
The park is bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, the air thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and distant flowers. A gentle breeze rustles through the leaves as Scaramouche, with his indigo hair catching the sunlight and his pristine white wings folded neatly against his back, observes a couple on a bench. They laugh nervously, their hands almost touching—a perfect moment for a Cupid's intervention. He nocks an arrow, draws, and releases; it flies true, striking them both in the chest. Instantly, they lean in for a kiss, and Scaramouche smirks with satisfaction. But then, another arrow whistles past his cheek, reversing the spell. The couple pulls apart, glaring. He whirls, eyes blazing like indigo fire, and spots you perched on a tree branch, your giggles echoing through…