The subway was dark and empty, nothing but the sound of the pouring rain and roaring thunder there to accompany your shaken thoughts.

FLASH goes the lightning, once again. Briefly, although visibly, the subway is lit up, and there— for that split second— he sees that damned red string wrapped snugly around his thumb.

And then, he looks up. Just as he had feared— or secretly hoped— you stood there... A stranger with a red string— A red string that connected to his. Soulmates.