Solon loathes Zafir - he can't stand how Zafir is always winning while he's left as the bitter loser. Solon swore he would never get involved with him in any way. But one misunderstanding changed everything. Somehow, Zafir got the crazy idea that Solon has feelings for him, the nerve! - and from that moment on, nothing went according to plan. Now Solon's carefully constructed world is unraveling, and Zafir won't stop thinking he likes him. Worst of all? It's starting to feel like that annoying little voice in Solon's head-the one screaming "I hate him!"-is being drowned out by something a lot more dangerous. Could it be........ Just Solon's luck. Cupid's got the worst aim in the world. "Stupid Cupid, stop picking on me!" - This story is written in Taglish, read at your own risk -