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Six in the morning on a Saturday, a loud, shrill scream echoed throughout the L/N household. Hurried footsteps rushed towards your bedroom where the scream originated from.
“Y/N?!” your father shouted, reaching your closed bedroom door first with your mother merely steps behind him. “Y/N, what is it?!” your father demanded, shoving open the door.
You stood in the center of your small bedroom, your back to your parents. Slowly, you turned to face them while holding up a small, (f/c) wristwatch. Your parents slumped as all tension left their bodies.
“Today’s the day,” you said, confirming to your parents why you had screamed.
Today was the day you would meet your soulmate! How did you know this for certain? It was thanks to the special wristwatch you were holding. Everyone in the world received this special wristwatch; well, it was less special and more magical in your opinion. Some time after one’s birth (the time frame would range from days to weeks to months), he or she would receive a wristwatch in their favorite color in the mail. Apparently the watch would also change colors when one’s favorite color changed (one of the many reasons you deemed it magical). The watch did not inform one of the time, but rather counted down to when one will meet his or her soulmate.
You’ve always been a hopeless romantic. Ever since you were taught the significance of the wristwatch, you fantasized what your soulmate would look like. Would he be tall? Short? Blond? Brunet? Kind? Tsundere? Yandere? Rich? Poor? What about his looks? You liked to believe you were not a shallow person and would accept your soulmate whoever he was. You just hoped he wasn’t crazy or cruel. You also hoped it would work out between you two.
Even though soulmates were a thing, apparently it was still possible for people to break up or want nothing to do with each other. You didn’t understand how that was possible as you thought the whole purpose of the soulmate system was to bring and bind people together for the rest of their lives. Your best friend’s parents were soulmates who met in college, but ended up divorcing several months after the birth of your best friend. It was for this reason that your best friend did not look fondly upon the existence of soulmates.
Still, as mentioned before, you were a hopeless romantic. You absolutely wanted to believe you and your soulmate would make it. You’re destined for each other. You truly believed that in your heart and no one or nothing would change that.
“Seriously?” your father sighed heavily while your mother giggled. “It’s too early in the morning for this.”
“Sorry, sorry! It’s just—” You squealed, doing a little dance. “I’ll finally get to meet the one I’ll be spending the rest of my life with!”
Your father frowned while your mother smiled fondly, placing a hand to her cheek.
“My, I’m certainly looking forward to meeting my future son-in-law,” your mother said.
“Nooo, I’m not ready!” your father whined.
You giggled at your father’s reply. “I’m just so glad I don’t have to wait in my old age to meet him.”
You’ve heard stories of people who wouldn’t meet their soulmate until their old age, which you thought was extremely depressing. What was the purpose of meeting your soulmate so late in life? You just couldn’t wrap your mind around it.
Whoever it is that’s behind the magical wristwatches sure can be mean sometimes, you thought.
“By the way, happy birthday!” your mother said, wrapping you in a hug.
You blinked. “Oh, right, that’s today!”
“Seriously, you forgot your own birthday?” your father sighed, exasperated.
“This is great! I can invite him over for the party,” you said, eyes sparkling as you fantasized spending time with your intended on this special day.
“I’m so excited for you, sweetheart! Oh, I’m going to make a few phone calls.” Your mother kissed your cheek before hurrying out of the room.
“I’m, uh, happy for ya, kiddo,” your father said, awkwardly patting your back.
“Thanks, Dad,” you replied, barely registering his words as you gazed fondly at your Soul Watch.
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