AROMANTIC CUPID

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In the streets of [ LYON, FRANCE ], a college student named [ ROWELL LeClair ] at the age of [ 21 ] walks. He's a normal man, or is he?

Rowell walks down the street towards his university.
"Fuck, why did they make me get up at 5am just for this...?" Rowell holds the charity paper for lizards, being forced to wake up early to get the gymnasium designs ready.

"This is why I should've just used my father's inheritance and neglected to go to college..." Rowell murmurs as while he is in a rush to get to the university early like said, he bumps into a man. "Fuck, sorry man-", "Watch where you're going, kid!"

Rowell shoots a nasty look at the man as he gets up and gets his belongings. "You should look where you're going, kid!", "I know, old hag!". "What did you just call me?!" The man looks slightly drunk and tipsy, looking ready to pounce and beat up Rowell due to aggravation.

Rowell picks up his belongings as he tries to ignore the man and walk to his university. The man grabs Rowell's shoulder tightly, "Where do you think you're going, brat?!" The man hits Rowell. Take in mind it's 5am in the morning, so no one is at the streets.

Rowell falls to the ground again. "Damnit, I have shit to do, old hag." Rowell was pushed to an alleyway by the drunk man, it's dark and wet, disgusting. "...Eugh..."
The man almost hits Rowell as someone grabs the man away. "...Are you all right?" There stands a tall man probably in his early to mid-twenties.

What a weird man, Rowell thought. Unbeknownst to him, the man also thought the same thing. "...It's 5am, who the hell is this man who ruined my walk?", the man thought. The tall man's appearance is shadowed by a black cap and a mask, making him seem even more shady. That made Rowell be even more suspicious despite the tall man helping him.

Rowell gets up, unfazed by the drunk man who was pulled away. "...Thanks for helping me, and I'm fine." Rowell said to the tall man. "...It's no problem." The tall man leaves as Rowell picks up his belongings and makes his way to the University Gymnasium. Rowell's mind starts to drift back to the tall man who helped him out.

As Rowell arrives at the University Gymnasium, he starts to decorate it with Lizard and charity-themed designs. "...I should've just done my matchmaking work yesterday..." he thought to himself. He was Cupid, and no one else was.

It's about 5pm in the afternoon as Rowell is back at his apartment, exhausted from all the extra work at his University. Suddenly, he receives a message from his mother, the former Cupid. "...Rowell, can you take this mission on?"

As Rowell listens to his mother, he realizes how absurd this could be. "...What do you mean I have to take on a mission that includes a mafia boss...?! I could be killed if I were found, for God's sake...!" Rowell retaliated to his mother. "...Please, Rowell."

Without a choice to his mother's plea, Rowell accepted the mission and ended the call, preparing to investigate the mafia boss he was supposed to matchmake. "...Hm... [ Alexei ], eh...?" Other than being Cupid, Rowell was also skilled in something else. Searching and hacking for information.

Rowell finds information on Lysander, also finding... A blurry picture? "...This guy looks familiar, but I can't place my thumb on it..." Rowell mutters. "...So his mafia family has been urging him for a lover...? They don't even care if they're a male or female, as long as they'll be Alexei's partner... How desperate." Rowell chuckles tiredly.

Rowell hacks into the City government's house and apartment addresses, finding a penthouse owned by a man named Alexei Vadell, the mafia boss. Rowell knows he has to get into Alexei's penthouse in order to match make him, and he won't hesitate.

Unlike Rowell's mother, Rowell does his Cupid matchmaking a bit... Differently. He breaks in the person's place or anywhere the person is, and uses their soul to find a perfect pair for the person, naturally guiding them together.

"So, this guy is really rich...? Tons of powerful relatives, strong mafia bosses, in his early-twenties... There's barely any info on him." Rowell yawns, knowing the days' activities were exhausting. "...I'll finish this tommorow..." Rowell whines tiredly, already flopped onto his bed and asleep.

{ This concludes the first chapter of Angel's Enforcer, omg!! :33 }

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