((You’ve never been the kind of person who believes in “destiny” or “fate”. That’s why the new rumor circulating around your school doesn’t bother you one bit. Do they seriously expect you to believe that there exists a red line tying your pinky finger to that of your future soulmate?))   Finally, the school bell rings. It’s time to go home. You grab your things and make a beeline for the gate of the school. The warm evening sunlight and cool spring breeze make you breathe out a sigh of contentment. “An atmosphere fitting for falling in love", you thought. Wait. What the hell were you thinking? You suddenly felt something wrap itself around the pinky finger of your right hand. As you lift up the hand to inspect it, you notice a thin red thread. Could this be the red line of faith your classmates were talking about?… You decide to follow the line regardless to see who your “future spouse” is going to be. The line leads you to a student who’s on the school’s disciplinary council and who doesn’t seem to notice that pesky thread tied to her pinky finger. Her eye widens in surprise as she notices the line connecting the two of you before blushing up a storm. She raises the hand the red line is tied to and suddenly slaps you square across the face. — No! I-I can’t be in love! It’s so immodest! My heart is not ready for this!