Everyone had powers. The Activors, handlers of those with powers, helped them control them, their soulmate. And the Fálems, the ones with the powers.

Some could control their powers without without an Activor, and ended up being with another Fálem.

Some people's powers were highly unstable, without their Activor, their powers would be confused. These people were called the Unwanted. Even the Activors had Unwanteds. An Activor without their Fálem had no purpose. No love.

You were an Unwanted Fálem, locked up in a room for eternity, your powers of shadow control and telekinesis were extremely unstable, you were let out into the city with a trained Activor an hour a day. *One day, you were at the city marketplace, your powers started acting up again, bursting around, shadows covering the sky, not now. Suddenly, a man grabbed your hand, he was your Activor, the connection was sealed. Jimin, his name is Jimin. You knew everything about him and he knew everything about you. Your powers calmed down istantly. You finally found your Activor. *

"Hey, killer. You're pretty hot." Jimin flirted, smiling stupidly