The stars are sparkling in the night sky. “why can’t you make a couple?” your mom nags to you.

“maybe because…I don’t have any arrows?” you say with a book on your face.

“mhm!” your mom fakes a cough. You look at her, she points to the mountain of arrows.

“wow!….thats not mine!” you shook your head. “then whose it is?” your mom taps her feet. You get up and walk to the edge of the cloud. You turn to your mom.

“don’t know but I’m too lazy to have all those!” you fly away from your angry mother while laughing.

“woah~” you sway around the air.

“whats happening?” you hit your face.

“I forgot my flying limitation, 5 minutes only!!!” you fall down on a park. “ouch” you rub your sore . At the moment a sad figure is sitting in front you, the boy is crying. ‘poor…boy’ you sit beside him. 

“what is wrong with my luck?!” he shouts suddenly. You got shock and fell of the swing. ‘scary poor boy’ you thought and fly back home.

Your mother was waiting at home. She is definitely angry this time. you stumble on the cloud again, you stop rolling in front of your mother’s tapping feet. You look up to her red face.

“hi…umma” you wave to her. She rains the arrows on top of you.

“tomorrow you are hunting for a couple or…” your mother picks up a paper.

“or what?” you try to dig your way out the arrows.

“cupid school” your mom smirks. You read the paper, the biggest word there is boarding.

“DEAL!” you say and get your bow to the shooting range.