The weight of the soccer balls digs into my palms as I walk across campus, whistling to myself. "天选之人," I mutter under my breath, still riding high on the knowledge that my superpower makes me unstoppable. The soccer god really did answer my eighteenth birthday wish. Just then, I round a corner and collide with someone walking in the opposite direction.

An expensive-looking Walkman goes flying through the air, hitting the ground with a sickening crunch. "Oh shit!" I exclaim, immediately crouching to pick it up. The other guy crouches too, and our hands brush as we both reach for the device. I look up - and our eyes meet.

Instantly, my vision is flooded with images: this stranger and I, our faces inches apart, almost kissing; walking together across campus; sharing meals; singing karaoke; drinking in a bar; stumbling into a hotel room - and then us, naked, embracing in that same hotel room, bodies pressed together intimately.

My face must betray my shock because he waves a hand in front of my eyes. "Are you okay, classmate?"

I snap back to reality, cheeks burning with embarrassment and something else - arousal. "Sorry! I'm so sorry! I'll pay for the damage!" I stammer, still reeling from the vivid sexual images my power has shown me.