Soulmates Who? (Part 1)
slight angst// when you don’t believe in soulmates but the moment you meet Kim Sanggyun, it changes everything.
Soulmates were a funny thing in the world. You never got why they existed and the need for them. Why couldn’t you just choose who you wanted to live the rest of your life with? Quite frankly, you didn’t like how your fate was predetermined by some magical force in the world. There was no point to it. You get a matching tattoo that appears with the time and date you met your soulmate, then what? Everyone tells you how each person is their own individual and can choose their way of life. Besides love. But why not? It was this very question that made you set on never finding your soulmate and to love whoever you wanted to. Sure their soulmate might show up and screw things over, but you were willing to take the risk. The worst thing that could happen is you’d die a lonely death, but better than succumbing to the world’s wrath of fated love. Or so you thought.
It was the start of a new school year, and you had just returned to your college campus. Dorming never suited you and so you bought an apartment at the start of every school year, repeating the process of moving out from your parent’s house. You had moved in a week prior to the first day of school, getting used to the hustle and bustle of living in the city once more. Walking around and visiting your favorite restaurants recalled some of your favorite memories and though college was stressful, you didn’t regret it one bit. You had just finished your classes for the day, already stressed. What was new? Day one and you were already headed towards the library. As you entered, you smiled seeing your normal spot vacant. You had spent countless nights hunched over at the very table, the dim lights offering the bare minimum to be able to see. “To many more nights,” you murmured to yourself as you made your way to the seat. As you sat down and took out your notebook, you heard footsteps coming closer to you then stopping. You looked up to see an average heighted boy with hair gelled to the side. “Can I sit here?” he asked awkwardly. “Yeah, of course. No need to ask,” you smiled, plugging in your earbuds and taking out your laptop. He smiled back, and sat down- that was when you felt an itching sensation you had never felt before. You bit your lips, desperately scratching at your wrist while trying to seem normal. Eventually it was too much and you looked down at your wrist. Continuously scratching, you had stopped as you noticed ink that had never been there before. 5/10/17 2:04 P.M. Your mouth dropped and your heart started thumping at an alarming rate. This could not be happening. Not now, not ever. Your eyes shook, looking from your wrist to the boy in front of you. You refused to look up and make eye contact. This couldn’t be true. Why would this happen? Your mind was buzzing and you couldn’t process what had just happened. “Oh my God,” the boy whispered, looking at his own wrist. He looked at you as you meekly raised your head. He grabbed your wrist, shocking you, yet you didn’t do anything. His eyes scanned back and forth and inevitably, neither tattoo was disappearing, “We’re soulmates.” Hearing those words shook you out of your thoughts and you abruptly stood up, “No. No! We are not. Soulmates are dumb and it doesn’t matter what the tattoo says. We just met, and I don’t even know your name. This is not how love should work. You don’t want me as your soulmate. I refuse to believe in them. I’m sorry.” You hurriedly packed your belongings into your backpack, trying to get away. He pushed back his chair and grabbed your wrist to stop you, “I know how hard it is to process, but I don’t think running away is the answer. Breathe and calm down. Let’s face it; you can’t change soulmates and these tattoos will never go away. It’s easier to embrace it then fight it. Just accept your fate. I mean I don’t think I’m that shitty of a person.” He cracked a smile, leaving you flabbergasted. Who did he think he was? “You don’t get it. It’s not you. It’s this whole soulmates concept. I refuse to let the world decide who I want to love,” you stood firmly. “Okay well, I’m Sanggyun. Kim Sanggyun. If you change your mind, let me know,” he shrugged before opening his laptop to work on his homework. You stared at him for a couple seconds before leaving as fast as you could. He was oddly okay with your thought process… It was making you think and you did not want to think about being his soulmate. Your homework was all forgotten as the only thing on your mind was… It was Sanggyun.
