Cupid's Match - Full Pilot 🏹💖

Okay, banners in the gym, signs in the hallway. We'll finish the cafeteria tomorrow. The cafeteria? Yes. Is that really necessary? Ask James. Hold up. Mr. Student Body President, can we please nix the cafeteria? Hello, dude. Dude! You're officially stalking me. Relax. She's just taking care of her dad, right? I know. It's just... I'm worried about her. Man, you're so whipped. Shut up. You guys hear that? Who thinks so neurotic? Coffee's ready. Why are these people harassing you? I got a handle. You sure? Don't worry. Sweetie, you don't have to do everything. Clean clothes folded on the dryer, and I'll be home at lunch to make you a sandwich. Dear Lila Black, Cupid's Matchmaking Service is a secret organization that works behind the scenes of society. Usually we do not contact clients. However, your case is unique. Please come to our office immediately. Remove me from your list now. It's creepy and you're totally freaking my dad out. You're here. Yeah. And you've been spamming the crap out of me. Because you're matched with a very dangerous person. I'm not matched with anyone. I have a boyfriend. Thank you very much. Oh, yes. James. He's not your match. How do you know about James? We know everything about you, Lila Black. Charlie's your best friend. And good old Jack. Always on the hit list. I'll pass on the Kool-Aid. Where am I? You're in a sim. I can use the technology to train and teach. Just leave me alone. I don't want to... Watch and learn. The fates have set in motion a match. It is a forbidden yet compelling bond that you have to avoid at all costs. If not, chaos will reign on Earth and family will become pawns of the gods and death will beckon at your door. Myths are real, Lila Black. How did you... And you've been matched with a very reckless god. Get out of my car. It's Cupid himself. And he's coming for you. You think she'll stay away from him? Has a girl ever stayed away from Cupid? Geez, I know it's the first day of school, but really? You okay, man? Ever since the other night, I feel it's all weird. It's like I'm kind of confused and weirdly obsessed. Dude, you're always like that. There's a new guy. I'm gonna go say hi. Okay. Why are you following me? It's best if we don't speak. Even if that tripadelic sci-fi stuff were true, I would have no interest in him. Just answer my question. He's here. Amy. Cody. It's a new guy. Lamar. What's his name? Quiet down, class. Cupid. Cupid Bellator. Here. Take a seat. There's two of them. Don't. What is your problem? Hey, guys, cut it out. Well, hello, Lila. Do you believe in faith?