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Kim Mingyu met his soulmate, Jeon Wonwoo, when they are in high school; Mingyu was younger than the other, but he is in the acceleration class. Wonwoo had been always interesting for him, the quiet and mysterious vibe the other had pulled him. And when their eyes zeroed on each other, the world instantly became purple for the both of them.
Mingyu used his long legs to come in front of the older, offering a hand to the flustered shorter, his blush was a deep shade of purple and it was the most adorable thing, “My name is Kim Mingyu. Nice to meet you, soulmate.”
Their relationship was off on a rocky start, well for Wonwoo that is. His family was furious when they knew his soulmate was a boy. They then found out that his dad wasn’t his mom’s soulmate, his soulmate was a man, that had died, and hers chose other woman rather than be with her. They comforted each other too far until Wonwoo happened; in other words, he was an accident. Mingyu watched as his lover exploded right in front of him, the words were cruel and he knew his lover was sorry when Wonwoo gasped, looking at his wet-cheeked mother and red-faced father; their eyes were black pools of nothingness, Wonwoo never known that it was a sign when your soulmates died or rejected you.
Mingyu gathered his lover in his embrace and ran to his house when he felt that the other couldn’t take it anymore.
They simply ran. Somewhere safe, somewhere where anyone didn’t know them. Mingyu’s family supported them through and through. They were safe, until it happened.
Their world first crashed when they realized that their eyes, purples, began to fade, bit by bit, to brown again, their original color. They fought about it, cried their hearts out, until they were exhausted. They went to Mingyu’s, theirs, parents and told them. Mother looked at them and wept their tears because Mingyu’s great-grandfather and his soulmate were the same, until they met their third soulmate.
They married, going against the world, and had a happy ending.
So, they set out again, searching for that one puzzle piece.
They were the new students that stood out the most, of course, with their holding hands and their good-looking faces. The two of them were deemed to be the ‘cool couple’ because people just love to judge others, aren’t they. They settled in the History class side by side when a couple with the same shade of fuchsia, chubby-cheeked dragged the blond, and said hello to them.
Lo and behold, they became fast friends; although, Seunggwan, chubby-cheeked, sometimes annoyed Wonwoo because he was too loud, and Hansol, the blond one, was liked by Mingyu. When the recess bell rang, they nodded to Seunggwan’s invitation and walked a couple strides behind the couple. Wonwoo could see the excited gleam in Mingyu’s eyes and snickered, his lover scrunched his nose adorably.
The couple had arrived earlier than them on the middle table consisted of a few people, they were loud and seemingly easy-going. Mingyu had set eyes on a bobbed hair man and Wonwoo was staring too because they felt something and they prayed; please, please, plea–
The man locked their eyes and everything was pink, their eyes widened and twinkled whereas the bobbed beauty looked like he could use something to prop him up.
And then, he proceeded to faint.
Oh, shit.