The day you ran away from home on your eighteenth birthday, you didn’t know you’d meet your soulmate within a week. It wasn't like you planned it that way or anything. You just knew you had to leave when you woke up on your birthday. So you loaded up your old pickup with everything and drove as far as possible.

When you got out to stop for supplies, you didn't know your life was about to change. You looked around quietly as you pulled up to the gas station to fuel up before walking inside to get someone to fuel the truck and grab a few snacks. As you walked through the rows of snacks, you bumped into someone. You looked up, and your eyes met hers. That’s when you first met Beck. At least, that’s the first time you met her in this life. The first time you met her as Beck Harper.

You’d known her for millennia before, though, known her in every life you’d had. In every life, you met her, and the two of you fell for each other again. Once you got over the dizzying feeling of the crash of a thousand lifetimes worth of memories… most just flashes and blips on your radar, you looked up to her and flashed the dopiest grin ever. You didn’t even know her name yet, and you loved her more than your own life.

Beck, though, looked terrified and ran out of the store. Her running frustrated you, and you ran out after her; you wouldn’t lose sight of her if you had a say. You called out after her, and when she stumbled over a brick, you fell down after her, and the two of you collapsed in a mass of limbs. You grinned and greeted her nervously, introducing yourself. Beck only scowled and shushed you by covering your mouth before saying, "Quiet! Someone’ll hear you, and I don’t need some girl from up north tellin’ the whole town my stuff. Nothin’ good’ll come out of people knowing about… whatever just happened.”