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| 3rd person | (reader and everyone else are freshmen)
in a world where two people are attached by a thin red string. the string connected the two no matter the gender or race. some connections people did not accept as they were the same gender. some connections people accepted no matter who their soulmate was. that didn't mean people listened to the strings, some chose who they wanted and ignored the string. others followed the string as if their life depended on it.
the strings were only visible to the two people connected.
if you had told either one of them, that they would be living with their soulmate, they would laugh at you. more so if you told them that their soulmate was a girl.
neither cared for soulmates.
one came from a family where soulmates were nothing, they didn't matter.
while the other came from a family where soulmates were everything.
one had red hair and blue eyes, and too many freckles to count.
the other had y/e/c and y/h/c, many thought she was beautiful.
when the two had met, they didn't know how to feel, their soulmate was a girl.
they didn't know if it was right, but in the end the string was right.
one fell first, but the other fell harder.
it was perfect.
...
| 2nd person pov |
it was your first day at a new school. your family had just moved to hawkins, indiana. the whole reason your family moved was to find yours and your brothers soulmate. they weren't in your old town so you left.
your parents met when they were in 6th grade, and they've been together ever since. to them, soulmates were everything. the main reason for living was soulmates to them. you hated it. sure the thought of having a soulmate was nice, but what if it didn't work out? then what?
your older sister had met her soulmate and moved out. leaving your parents gaze on you, their main focus was for you to find your soulmate. you hated it.
"y/n, we're here." oh. you got out of the car with a quick wave to your mom.
as you started walking towards the school, everyones eyes turned to you. in hawkins everyone knew each other, so when someone new came, they were the talk of the town. and that was you. a certain redhead noticed your string. and she knew the only way she would be able to see it is if she was your soulmate. fuck. you were too busy focusing on getting in the school to notice your sting connecting to her.
opening the doors to the school, more eyes were on you, making you more uncomfortable than you already were. the office was near the entrance.
