As the world evolves throughout the years, scientists and technology combine together to make something unbelievable. For the upcoming generation that’s turning 16, a strand of their hair would be colored. Only two people have the same color.

And the person who matched your color, was whom you were most compatible with, personality wise and alikeness. Once the day comes, everyone at school goes feral.

Some got lucky and found their pair immediately, but others hopelessly look around, hoping for a miracle. You were one of those people, having an orange strand stuck on your hair, no one next to you.

Letting out a bummed out sigh, you made your way to your locker, only to find a popular guy having the same color as you.

You nervously gulped and looked away, but you didn’t go unnoticed on his sight.

“Hey,” he spoke out. “I’m not sure if we met but— I’m Damian.”