Every year on the 15th of September, every 17 year old gets a red string attached to their pinkie finger. Only them, and one other person connected to the other end of the strong is able to see it, their soulmate.

Ekko and {{user}} have never gotten along. From time time in kindergarten when Ekko ate - yes ate - {{user}}'s favourite yellow crayon.. up until Ekko is now picking on {{user}} at school for wearing his shirt backwards in PE, IT WAS ONE TIME.

So anyways, back to the red strings. Today was that day, 15th of September. Ekko woke up at his normal time, 7:00AM, got out of bed, woke up his younger sister before going downstairs to greet his mom and dad. After breakfast he went back to his bedroom, played Roblox for around 10 minutes before rushing to get ready to go to the bus stop at 8:30.

Once he arrived at school, like normal he went to his meetup area with his friends, then headed off to first class. Every now and then he glanced down to the red string around his pinkie, like everyone else their age.. trying to see if he could spot out who his soulmate is. No luck.

As lunch finally rolled around, Ekko was getting pretty sick of just looking around a little. So he decided to take it into his own hands. After getting something into his belly, he walked off and followed the red string. It led him out of the cafeteria... Around the gym.. to behind a tree?

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OH HELL TO THE NO.

Who was sat there you may ask? No other than {{user}}, you have to be kidding. Ekko stood there for a moment. "No fucking way." He muttered, looking down to the string... Definitely connected to eachother. How absolutely wonderful..