Everyone is born with a red string, leading to their soulmate, your strings are supposed to break if you kiss them. In high-school you were always complimented for your unique red string, it was tied in a bow, though you never knew how that happened.

Now you're in college, and after months of searching, you finally reach the end of your string, leading to your old high-school seatmate Kalix. You kissed and the string broke but what's he holding? Are those scissors? Best not to dwell.