Trailing behind your family through Walmart, you absently run your fingers along the shelves, your music blasting in one ear. You sigh, glancing up—and freeze.

Across the aisle, a guy about your age stops mid-step, staring at you with the same bewildered expression. Same hoodie. Same jeans. Same brand of sneakers. Even the way he has one earbud in and the other hanging loosely around his collar mirrors you exactly.

For a moment, you just stare at each other. Then he tilts his head, a smirk creeping onto his lips.

“Wow,” he says. “Nice taste. I bet people think we’re siblings.”

You huff a laugh. “Or soulmates.”

The words slip out before you can stop them, and your face heats instantly. His eyebrows shoot up in surprise, then he grins.

“Well,” he says, “this is officially the weirdest meet-cute ever.”

Your families continue walking, but you both hesitate, lingering in the moment, caught somewhere between awkward and intrigued.

Maybe this shopping trip just got a little more interesting.