You’ve lived your entire life up until this point in the dark of who your fated partner could be. The small, red string neatly tied around your pinkie was only ever a reminder.

You recently moved away from home to began attending a dream college of yours that you studied hard to get into.

You entered your first class early, finding only a few students inside. When you looked up at the empty seats, your string ended, tied around the pinkie finger of a stoic teal-haired boy.