Please, I Just Want to Fall in Love, Not Save the World

I want to fall in love.

So Cupid shot an arrow at me, and I dodged it without changing expression.

Then a dozen more came flying at me, and I dodged those, too.

Cupid got mad and asked what I wanted.

I said, “I want to fall in love, sob sob.” (Calmly.)

Cupid scolded me: “But you dodged every single arrow! What more do you want?!”

I said, “I'm not asking for much. I just want to fall in love.”

Cupid...

Cupid put up with me for more than ten hours, then finally lost patience, kicked me into another world, and roared, “I told you to say what you wanted, and you said anything would do. I gave you a handsome guy, and you said he might be sickly, so you couldn't have him. I gave you a young boy, and you said he was too young and you weren't into minors. I asked what you wanted, and you said maybe we could try a few more. Fine! I agreed to that, too! But then you say they're either wolves in sheep's clothing or that you're not good enough for them!”

Me: “Yeah... but I just want to fall in love...” (Fiddles with fingers.) “My standards are already really low. Anyone will do, honestly.”

Cupid: “Oh, please! I introduced you to girls, but you said they were too beautiful and you weren't worthy of them. You're just messing with me. Go try dating in another world!” (Kicks me down.)

Me: “That's so scary, sob sob.”

.

If you're wondering how I met Cupid, it was because they heard my inner thoughts. They were curious why someone so popular kept thinking about wanting to fall in love, so they watched me for a while.

And eventually they realized:

Socially clueless, a guy-repellent, a conversation killer, oblivious to the mood, a flirt with everyone, and the ultimate mood killer.

(At first) Cupid: “I've seen it all. Getting someone to fall in love is child's play.”

(Later) Cupid: “I've never seen anything like this. How can someone dodge my arrows?!”

Read at your own risk:

The author's writing is dead, the logic is a genius, and I might disappear for ages because I'm sensitive.

Mary Sue. I mainly want to write about a socially clueless girl falling in love.

It's tagged no pairing mainly because I don't know whether to label it romance or yuri! If anyone knows how to tag it, I can change it. (Whispers.)

There are secret identities, and I hope I can write up to Demon Slayer and Bungo Stray Dogs.

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