CHAPTER 001.
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Goddamn it!

Black cats do bring luck—but not just any luck, it's bad luck! You mutter words of profanity under your breath after the realization slaps your mind. A bitter smile tugs your lips.

You sarcastically congratulate your idiot self with a face palm. With what had just occurred, you were really proving to everyone that they're right about you, that you are definitely a moron.

Now where did your brain exactly go when you thought of asking that cat? You lower your head, staring down at the ground, while you stroll the empty streets.

Although you don't really believe in superstitious stuffs, you just really can't believe the fact that you tried to ask some favor from a black cat.

Idiot! Such an idiot! You keep smacking yourself on the head, feeling terribly embarrassed by your foolish actions. Later stopping when you realize that that is actually not a big deal. It's not like everyone was able to that witness that dumb moment of yours.
You sigh.

And besides, luck doesn't exist!

You are really so stupid, (Y/N).

The pedestrian crossing light turns red; you immediately stop yourself from moving. A few vehicles pass before you, and you simply wait like a good citizen you are. It did not take long though before the light turns from orange to green.

You start to move again, not bothering to turn your head from left to right since you are confident enough that the drivers would stop. No one would certainly dare to drive into you, right?

Right?

But it appears that you're terribly wrong.

A terrible car honk results from a coming car.

BEEP!

You have to cover your poor ears as you avert your (E/C) eyes to look to the left side. Your eyes then widen, seeing a car-an expensive-looking sports car rushing towards you in a very fast speed.

What the f*ck?!

It's so close-so close to you-that you know that you won't be able to get out of this alive. Your heart, beating so fast; you're scared for your life.

As you are about to close your eyes, a translucent visible force appears in a sudden. It surrounds your area, taking somewhat the appearance of a protective barrier.

Slowly-glowing a little at first-it glows dark yellow when the car makes its crash.. You initially thought that that the car will explode, but the car only stops. There is no sight of dent from the impact.

You blink your eyes, and the protective barrier instantly vanishes in your sight, like it hasn't been there from the start. Instead, you perceive a handsome young man standing before you. A large grin stretches out from his face as he looks at you.

You find yourself being taken aback by his sudden appearance before a blush later settles on your surprised features. Can anyone blame you? You're not used to seeing a pretty specimen, especially when he's so good-looking to the point of flawlessness.
But...

But he just appeared out of nowhere?! How is he even able to do that? And- "who are you?" you ask the man, stuttering in the process.

You squint your (E/C) eyes as you try to comprehend his unnatural existence. The man looks normal, but the aura he exudes feels rather too mystical.

The young man smiles at you, giving out a salute, as he introduces his being. "You can call me Luck." His voice carries that happy, playful tone.

You then let out a surprised yelp when he suddenly grabs your hand and leaves a kiss on it. Your (E/C) eyes widen. Your face are red from the contact. You instantly retrieve your hand from him who only chuckles upon seeing your flustered reaction.
He then proceeds with his introduction, but you're unable to catch his words as you only gawk at him. You are still astounded by the gesture he did beforehand, so you only say "what."

Luck lets go of his hold as he continuously smiles at her, finding your reaction adorable. Clearly, you are clueless for what he has in store for you. "And I am here at your service to grant you all the lucks that no one can ever imagine."

F*ck. What?

"Now what kind of lucks do you prefer?" Luck asks you, playfully. His dark blue eyes sparkling while he still has that grin on his face. "Do you prefer good or bad?"

You can spot the dimples poking in each side of his soft cheeks. His smile is pretty, but it slightly creeps you out too with how it endlessly stays on his face. Gaping, you blink your eyes at this silver-haired blue-eyed organism, still amazed by his existence.

"F*ck," you whisper.

Luck raises a brow.

His beautiful smile instantly fades. Luck is clearly taken aback by such a strange reply. F*ck? But that is not part of the two options he gave you. Does that mean that you want to be f*cked?

Okay, what in the world seriously happened to this current generation? Do people these days just want to have sex all their lives? Well, whatever. He has no right to judge them.

Luck nonchalantly shrugs his shoulders.

If that's what she wants.

Luck sends out a silly grin once again before nodding to your indecent reply. "So you prefer the f*ck kind of luck huh?"

That silly grin then twists into a sly smirk. "It would be my pleasure to grant your wish then, Mortal..." Your eyes widen upon hearing his words; but before you can even try to clear out the misunderstanding, the strange being snaps his finger.

F*ck kind of luck?

What?

Right after snapping his fingers, he quickly disappeared before your sight leaving no trace behind. You rub your eyes with your arm, wondering if that was just a dream, some kind of hallucation.

Unaware to you that his disappearance is just a cue for your fuck luck to start (!) Clearly stating that you—the reader of this story—are going to be so d̵̼͈̪̒̽̉̍̍̑͌ͅę̸̙̰̳̹̹̙̙̃̂͋͆̔̂̑̐͜͝ą̶̨͉̼̤̂d̴͂ͅ with that fuck luck he promised you.

In other words, you're going to be so 🅵🆄🅲🅺🅴🅳.

You cluelessly gape at the air before you as you try to process what just occurred earlier, not even realizing a handsome young man angrily marching towards your dazed form.

Oh, sh*t.