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Jazmine Elizabeth Dubois.

Damn she'd always been annoying. Like for no reason.

From the moment they met he pretty much wanted to get the hell away from her. Smiley and clueless as ever. Someone had to educate her so he made that a priority side hobby. His lessons had definitely made her cry more than a handful of times and while it was irritating it was necessary. She needed to learn. And she really needed to wake the fuck up.

Huey thought he did a good job helping with that.

And he did see improvement. From grade school to their senior year of high school he did see a change in her. She was finally in touch with herself and her roots at least. And if nothing else she was a good listener. Model student both in and out of school to no surprise. Huey was her self proclaimed "BFF" not that he had a choice. He'd just grown used to it. Eating lunch together. Walking home from school and her staying over for dinner. He dealt with it. She listened to him. And wasn't bad to look at at least. She had blossomed from a sickeningly cutesy girl into a woman who was moderately more mature. On a physical level he supposed she would even be considered sexy on most standards. She did have a body. And her eyes practically glowed they were such an intense green. And that hair. There was just something about it that Huey appreciated it. Not that he would ever tell her.

But he did tell her he'd break her flat iron if she ever even tried it.

But that was that. They were friends loosely he guessed. He wasn't interested in her like that. She just got a boyfriend she was all hot and bothered over anyway. So it was whatever.

And he really didn't care.

That was until Cupid hit him upside the head.

Literally.

"What the fuck?" Huey roared, faltering forwards at the intense pain at the back of his head. It felt like someone had smacked him with a textbook. When he whipped around already ready to fight he was thrown off by the "person" before him.

"Love my brother." The "person" explained easily, casually using a handkerchief to rub his knuckles. Huey blinked a few times before squinting at the "man". He was about eye level with Huey but he was unable to meet his eyes due to a pair of red heart-eyed sunglasses blocking them. He had light brown skin and white hair that was pulled up into a casual manbun. Then there was the outfit... pink and white everything. He wore a deep white V-neck with a pink pocket square, pink skinny jeans, and white and pink Jordans.

But the weirdest part? He had a... glow about him.

Not to mention a mini pair of moving wings at his ankles.

"...Who the fuck are you?" Huey demanded, rubbing the back of his head as he glanced around. He had just walked out of the school and there were plenty of other students and teachers around. Yet everyone seemed to be walking right past. Did no one else notice?

"You been struck by a smooth criminal my man." The guy chuckled, glancing up towards him with an easy grin as he pocketed his cloth. "And apologies but I'm here on business. And I've got orders."

"Again... who the fuck are you?"

"It ain't obvious?" He smirked, gesturing down to himself before extending his hand. "The name's Cupid bro. And that mama over there's got your name written all over her." He added, gesturing his head to the right.

Huey didn't know why he looked. It was an instinct and impulse reaction. And he regretted it immediately. Because as soon as he did he felt a rapid and intense emotion he'd never experienced before.

"The fuck did you do to me?" Huey murmured, not being able to break his gaze from Jazmine's profile across the courtyard while she smiled at her boyfriend.

"Welcome to Love 101 my guy." Cupid grinned, lightly clapping Huey on the shoulder.

Shit.