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Everybody knows that when you, write, draw sketch, etc, on your skin it appears on your soulmate. No one knows how or why, but it's pretty flattering.
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Wifies is a little bit of a strange teenager. He's tall, smart, and really nice in general. Even though he checks out all the boxes, he doesn't really fit in. He finds comfort in his bandana (which used to be his scarf when he was little) and wears it all the time.
He spends most of his time studying, when hes not, he's playing games, editing, drawing, on social media, or...drawing cool designs just for his soulmate.
Now he doesn't know who his soulmate is, but SHE must be really funny in person. SHES always complementing his artwork and it brightens bright his day. (He'll never admit it)
Suddenly he felt something on his palm...
But as much as he'd like to look at it and reply to HER he's in the middle of a HEAVY study session.
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As time went by he forgot about the message and the person (not so) paitienly waiting for his reply.