Your parents were the ones to teach you about soulmates; you would have never known your world was supposed to be in color otherwise.

“It happens in an instant!” Your father had described. “You’ll make eye-contact and then BAM, color!”

“But it’s not just the color,” your mom lovingly grabbed your father’s hand, “there’s this indescribable emotion that overwhelms you, like you’ve found this missing piece you never even knew was gone!” You just stared back at your parents’ smiling faces. You had no idea what they were talking about.