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On the rooftop of one of the campus buildings stands the Cupid Shouto Todoroki who is currently on duty. He stands on the ledge with the wind blowing through his red and silver hair and uses his enhanced vision to scout the college campus grounds below him. It must be his lucky day because he almost immediately spots the owner of the new arrow he had been assigned from Headquarters not long ago.
“I found Katsuki Bakugou,” Shouto says to Ochako through his earpiece. He immediately jumps across different buildings and lands on a balcony which gives him a good view of the human named Katsuki. His eyes follow the blonde spiky-haired guy making his way through the campus, “Quite the looker but not as handsome as me, of course.” Shouto grins at the sound of Ochako’s exaggerated groan of displeasure from the other side of the line.
“ Suuuuuure. I can tell you now he’s way cuter than your ugly ass,” A yawn escapes Ochako, “Anyway, I’m nearly done downloading the target details. This one’s taking a while for some weird reason.”
Impatient and bored, Shouto conjures his Cupid bow and Katsuki's arrow which appear in front of him in an instant. He decides to ready his bow with the arrow and pretends to aim at the Katsuki for fun, treating it as moving target practice whilst he waited for Ochako. Of course, he would not actually shoot the arrow as it was meant for another person, the appointed target who will receive Katsuki’s arrow - his destined love.
“Ochakoko, is it done yet? I’m about to accidentally shoot Katsuki with his own arrow and create a paperwork nightmare for you~” Shouto smirks, remembering the time he went out on a mission drunk and shot an arrow at the wrong target. Ochako was truly out for his blood on that night.
“ I’ll strangle your immortal ass if you - ”
“RAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!”
Out of nowhere, Shouto is tackled from the side and his hand slips, releasing the arrow into the air without aim before he crashes into the ground with the bow bouncing along with him. Due to the throbbing pain in his shoulder, Shouto is slow to get up and before he realises it, there is a person sitting on top of him and shakily holding him by the collar. What the fuck!?
“W-WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU AFTER KACCHAN!?”
Shouto could tell this green-haired boy with freckles yelling at him was putting on a brave front, holding back the tears welling up in his eyes.
“Who the FUCK is Kacchan?” Shouto musters up his strength to shove the boy off of him and scuffles backwards on his backside. Even with a million other thoughts running through his mind, the most alarming realisation was that this green-haired human was able to see as well as physically touch him, a Cupid. There have only ever been a handful of cases of humans seeing Cupids recorded in history and Shouto sure as hell never thought it would happen to him.
Unfortunately, the boy is rather persistent. He crawls towards Shouto and reaches out for Shouto’s leg like a hungry zombie whilst yelling, “I WON'T LET YOU KILL -”
Todoroki quickly lunges forward and cups the boy’s mouth to shut him up before he drew any attention. What a pain. Even though the boy was putting up a fight, he wasn’t much of a match for Shouto who was already sturdily holding him down in a headlock. Shouto was even able to calmly take a call from Ochako as the boy stopped struggling and lost consciousness altogether.
“Yo Urarararaka.” Shouto said with a deadpan expression as if he wasn't holding a possibly dead person.
“Shouto! What just happened? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Some kid caught me by surprise and tackled me.”
“Some kid?” Ochako gasps, “Wait, you mean a human saw you? And tackled you?”
“Correct.”
“What the fuck!? Have you detained him? I need to submit an incident report to headquarters right away.”
“Yeah,” Shouto glances down at the passed out boy in his arms and gulps, “I’ve detained him.” I hope he's still alive...
“Damn it, what kind of shit luck do you have?” Ochako cusses under her breath, “Anyway, not that it matters now but I received the target details for Katsuki Bakugou’s arrow. I’ll send it through so you at least know what the target looks like. Also, I got an alert saying the arrow has already been released???”
Shouto pauses for a bit and the moment the arrow was released into the air replays in his head in slow-mo, “Yeah, about that...You’re going to have to find the whereabouts of that arrow so I can retrieve it. Please and thank you.”
“I hate you so much, you know that right?”
“Love you too.” Shouto starts chuckling as soon as Ochako coldly hangs up on him and before he can even put his phone away, he receives a new message. Ah, the target.
Izuku Midoriya, 20 years old.
Shouto scrolls past the other details and narrows his eyes at the attached photo of a very familiar looking green-haired and wide-eyed boy, staring at it for a good minute. His brain is taking some time to process the photo but eventually, his eyes reluctantly move across from his phone screen to match that very face on the passed out boy he was holding in his arms.
Are you fucking kidding me?