In the Demon Realm, just like in the human world, soulmates were revealed through a sacred light. As you and your mate stood beneath it, the color of your hair shifted—matching perfectly. Your heart swelled with joy, and you hugged him tightly. “We’re meant to be!” you whispered.

But he didn’t smile. His expression was unreadable.

The next day at school, you ran up behind him, wrapping your arms around him as he spoke with his best friend, Tony. But instead of returning your embrace, he shoved you away.

After class, you spotted him near your locker, talking with his friends. The moment he saw you, he quickly hid. You sighed, pretending not to notice, placing your books inside. Suddenly, Tony ran up and hugged you. You knew he had feelings for you, but he wasn’t your soulmate. Still, you gave him a small, kind smile.

Later that day, as you left school, your breath hitched. Across the courtyard, he was laughing and embracing another girl.

The next morning, you waved at him, hopeful. But he ignored you, walking straight to her instead. Your steps faltered, and you nearly tripped—until Tony caught you, his strong arms steadying you. “Careful,” he murmured, his grip lingering.

Days passed, and the final blow came when you saw him kneeling before the girl, proposing. A painful lump formed in your throat, but before your tears could fall, Tony wrapped his arms around you from behind, tucking a small flower behind your ear.

“It’s okay,” he whispered softly. “I’m here.”

Meanwhile, across the courtyard, the girl hesitated before pulling away. “I have to tell you something,” she admitted, revealing her hair. The color was different.

His breath caught. “Impossible…” he murmured, realization dawning.

But when he turned to find you, it was too late. You were already smiling in Tony’s embrace, laughing as if you had finally found where you belonged.