A hand stretched out and grabbed the second to last bottle of peach-iced tea. The person soon walked towards the cash register to pay for the drink. However, she stopped and glanced back to find two individuals walking toward the drink aisle. They both reached out to grab the last bottle of peach-iced tea. Once their hands touched each other, they both turned their heads and locked eyes. Immediately, a spark coursed through their bodies, and they felt a warm sensation in their hearts before their hearts started beating.
They quickly snapped out and apologized to one another. They both looked at the last bottle of peach-iced tea.
The high school boy in ripped jeans scratched the back of his head and shyly said with a hint of nervousness, "Um, you can have the last one."
"Ah, no. It's alright. I can grab another one instead," said the high school girl.
They awkwardly stood there, not knowing what else to say but they couldn't help but look deep into each other's eyes for a minute before the teenage girl awoken from their gaze and shyly reached to grab the drink beside the peach-iced tea.
"Don't worry, I like this flavor as well," she said with a smile. Before he could say anything, she already headed to the cash register.
Once the teenage girl left the store, the teenage boy quickly ran after her.
"Here," the teenage boy said, handing her the peach-iced tea. "I feel bad taking the last peach-iced tea," he said.
The teenage girl wanted to refuse, but he insisted. "But what about you? Do you want this?" she said, raising the drink she bought towards him.
"No worries. I already got a drink for myself," he said, showing the other drink he bought.
"But I don't feel right taking this. I must repay you," she said.
"Umm... What if you buy me coffee later...to repay me," he said with his cheeks turning red and slightly brushing his hair back.
She immediately blushed and shyly nodded her head. They soon exchanged numbers before walking together in the same direction as a small jingle rang.
A young lady with fair skin and dark long, silky, straight hair in a high ponytail with curtain bangs, who had a bright aura around her, lifted her left wrist and stared at the elegant gold chain bracelet that had a small heart-shaped bell attachment.
She exhaled a soft sigh and said to herself, "I completed my last case for the day." She then unscrewed the peach-iced tea and took a sip before walking away.
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Cupid's Assistant
FantasyCupid. A small chubby boy with wings who carries a bow that shoots arrows of love to anyone in his way. Whoever gets struck by his arrows will fall in love with whomever they see. However, time has changed and Cupid no longer works alone. Now he has...
