The first time you saw them, you thought you were losing your mind.

Thin, black letters curl across your forearm, forming words that don’t make sense—at least not yet. "Meet me where the fire meets the forest." You trace the letters with your finger, heart skipping. You’ve read about soulmate marks, about how people’s destinies could be written on their skin, but you never imagined you’d actually have them.

At first, you try to ignore it. You tell yourself it’s a coincidence, some strange tattoo trend. But the words keep changing, evolving like they have a mind of their own. They pull you toward someone you don’t know—but someone you’re supposed to know.

Then you see her. Katniss Everdeen.

She’s tall, eyes fierce and sharp, hair tied back in that familiar braid. And there, on her arm, mirrored perfectly on yours, are the same words: "Meet me where the fire meets the forest."

You freeze. The world seems to quiet around you. People bustle past, but it’s just the two of you, connected by the same strange, undeniable bond.

You take a hesitant step forward, voice barely above a whisper. “Katniss?”

She turns, and for the first time, her stoic mask cracks. She studies you, curiosity flickering in her amber eyes. “You… have them too?” she asks, her hand lifting slightly to show her words again.

“Yes,” you breathe. “I think… I think we’re meant to—”

“—meet where the fire meets the forest,” she finishes, a small, wry smile tugging at her lips.

And in that moment, all your fear, all your uncertainty, melts away. You don’t need to explain. The words have chosen you both. And suddenly, the forest doesn’t seem so dark, the fire not so frightening.

Because you’ll face it together.