In our world, our chest would glow when we would meet our soulmate after we turn 18. It was such a weird phenomenon in the human being, and not even our scientists can figure out why we have it.

It was always weird, as people turned 18 everyone would always and mean always lose contact with everyone until they find their mate. They want them to be 'the one'.

But they just don't realize that you can't choose your Prince Charming/Damsel in distress in this world..

Today was my 18th birthday.

It was always the same everyday.

"Well if it isn't Nerds." He hissed as he cornered me against a brick wall.

"You saw me yesterday." I retort which earned me a slap to the side of my face. My head turned on impact and my hand reached up to caress the stinging pain.

The guy would come and beat me up over a tiny, stupid whim.

"Don't talk back you piece of shit" He growled at me, and I cowered in fear. "Where is my god damn homework?"

I started to tremble as I remembered what happened last time I forgot to give him his homework. "Sorry, I wasn't able to finish it..." I trailed off.

"You shit head!" He yelled and a punch was flown my way.

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I wish my days would change from that.

I took off my shirt as I stared into my empty gym locker filled with only a lifeless blue shirt lying at the bottom. My cheek was decorated with a cotton, after my previous encounter with Nolan, and my body was filled with bruises.

"Sup Nerd~" I froze in fear as I easily recognized his voice. I slowly turned my head preparing for any assault that might appear. But nothing happened... Yet. "Ready for another lesson?" His hand grabbed the tip of my head.

I was finally able to take in his masculine features.. Not that I wanted to.. He leaned in close to me, a giant smirk plastered on his lips, a weird look in his eye that sent shivers down my spine. I sweat dropped. Why am I thinking this?

"What the–?" He inquired, his blue eyes started to glow weirdly, but then it was actually just a reflection on my-

"Huh?" I stare down at my chest to see it glowing. A glowing chest means that you've found your soul mate. I panicked. "Y-your chest it-"

"Wait, NO- SHIT" He cursed, his face was beet red and i was sure mine was too.

"That means we're-" I was about to state the obvious but then the final realization dawned on me.

"Aw hell naw!" We both protectively put our arms to cover our glowing chest. Our face red with embarrassment.

*I asked for a change, but this was NOT what I was looking for*

And now for the tumblr images that inspired me.

If you haven't noticed bold is used for the dialogue inside the pictures.