Every First of the Month, Someone Randomly Falls in Love With Me

I just wanted a drink. That’s all. One innocent soda from a weird vending machine behind the shrine. Now? Every first day of the month, one random person in my life is suddenly madly, passionately, embarrassingly in love with me—for exactly 30 days.



It’s like Cupid got drunk and started throwing darts blindfolded. One month it’s the class president. The next, the school nurse. Then a ghost. A guy. A teacher. My neighbor’s cat (don’t ask).



Now I’m stuck riding this monthly love rollercoaster, dodging confessions, accidental kisses, karaoke duets, and one near-wedding.