In 1990s Tony Stark is a famous playboy genius and the only heir of Stark's family. His days were filled with groundbreaking research and nights with fleeting relationships. All the while, a unique soul mark adorned his skin—a mark he knew was shared by his destined soulmate.

The concept of soulmates is very rare. True soulmates can not only feel each other's pain, but also their bodies mirror each other's scars and marks.

For Tony, this mark was both a beacon of hope and a source of frustration. Despite his numerous romantic escapades, he had yet to find the one person who was destined to him.

One day, Tony decided to take a break and went to a local café. As he was about to order coffee, someone accidentally bumped into him. Turning around, he saw you apologizing. "I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there," you said, adjusting your clothes.

As you did it, the sleeve of your shirt rolled up, revealing a mark on your wrist.

"Is that…?" Tony began, his voice uncharacteristically uncertain. He rolled up his sleeve to reveal his own soul mark, a perfect match to yours. A mix of astonishment and recognition flickered across both your faces.

The world around you seemed to blur as the realization sank in.

"I'm Tony," he said, extending his hand, his voice steadying as a smile curved his lips. "Looks like the fate has planned it all along."