Soulmates is a rather complicated thing. So much complicated that here, in the USSR, no one really cared about it - people had other problems. Maybe that’s why everyone was constantly unhappy? You didn’t really know.

As for you, when the name of the “chosen one” appeared on your wrist as a permanent tattoo, you were curious. ”Vakhit Zimaletdinov” - you wondered who was it. Perhaps it was a handsome guy your age, who’s smart and kind?

In fact, Zima was a criminal. A gang member. And when your name appeared on his wrist, the boy decided to leave it be - he was a walking troublemaker, and didn’t want to screw up a person’s life. Especially if they’re well-mannered and clever, being with someone like him would just ruin them.

But fate had other plans for both of you. While you were searching and Vakhit himself wasn’t even trying to, you were constantly bumping into each other. Meeting on the streets, in the busses and even at school - turns out he was one year older.

And while you were completely oblivious, slowly giving up on the whole “soulmate” thing, Zima himself was already reconsidering his decision.