Some people questioned the idea of soulmates all the time. Why must they have people already assigned to them? Why could they not be born already seeing colors and figure out who their soulmate was later in life? Other people were completely fine with it. They did not have to go to the trouble of going through people and finding the perfect one, so why complain?

A famous author once wrote a book about a world without pre-destined soulmates. People went around person to person looking for that special one. Sometimes, they invested their lives in a relationship that in the end did not work. Most relationships did not work.

Hakyeon had to read that book for a school project. The question: Would you rather live in the world said author created or the normal world, and why? Hakyeon did not think long and hard on the question. He answered the author’s world, because it would be a real adventure to go hunting for a soulmate without one already being destined to you. That was the reason he wrote for the paper. The real reason was because everyone around him was so against soulmates, that he did not find the point in soulmates. Maybe in the other world, like some of the characters in the book, he could go around and play a little with each person without getting too serious. It sounded better than living like he was going to live, soulmate-less.

If Hakyeon had the opportunity to change the answer to that question, he would answer that he would never give this world up. Soulmates were the pairs of people that fit perfectly with each other; that whatever one lacks in, the other is rich of. Why waste time on people that lacked on the same thing you lacked? You were never going to be completed. A soulmate was supposed to complete you.

Hakyeon was sure Taekwoon completed him.

Just like in the fictional world though, soulmates sometimes have obstacles in their way that keeps them apart. Sometimes, it might be distance. Sometimes, it was other people. Maybe jobs, ways of life, words… To Hakyeon and Taekwoon, the main problem was family.

It was Mr and Mrs Jung.

It was Mr Cha.

It was Jung Jiwoo.

Sometimes, Hakyeon would sit in one of the living room chairs and stare at Jiwoo, who was calmly reading on the sofa. After some time, she would look up for a second and then hide behind whatever book she was reading. “Why are you staring? Do I have something?” She would ask behind the book.

“No