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Many have said that people are destined to be with someone in every lifetime. Whether it be platonic or romantic you will always meet the ones you need, and not the ones you want. Yet again there might be a world where things such as soulmates exist. Your own true pair that will compliment you in many ways that might have not even seemed possible.
It’s like looking up at the night sky and seeing the many constellations of stars. Each unique in their own special way. The more you look up though the more one in particular will start to stand out. And that star will brighten up as soon as you know it. Wishing upon it suddenly you're in the clouds with nothing but you and your star. Sounds lovely, doesn’t it? Well that’s what they say apparently.
Yet again they also say that people can have more than one soulmate or zero for that matter. A soulmate is known when anywhere in your body you see a mark. A soul mark identifies who you are destined to be with. The first time you ever make eye contact with your fated one, your soul mark would glow with sorts of pretty colors. Normally that’s how it would look all the time. Bright and colorful which gives people a sense of warmth every time they look or acknowledge it. That’s to say if they don’t reject you. Truthfully enough it can happen. The beautiful mark now turned black and gray with no spark, no love, and no recognition. It’s as if it was nothing since the very beginning. Imagine getting rejected by the person or people you thought were your forever. How would you feel? Hurt? Mad? Sad? Well it doesn’t happen often so maybe there isn’t anything to worry about right?
There was someone who didn’t pay much attention to this. Mostly because they’re not very into the whole soulmate thing. Oh, how they should have listened.
As a matter a fact that someone was Kageyama Tobio.
Kageyama Tobio has four soulmates.
Had four soulmates.
Four soulmates who rejected him and wanted nothing to do with him.
Well he can’t really blame them since he wasn’t the best person either.
Regret. Fear. Unwelcome. Waste of space.
How can he possibly have all these soulmates with not one of them liking him back?
Well that’s what he thought but…
What if he had another soulmate he didn’t know about? What if they both had no idea each other existed?
What will happen then?