Prologue

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AN: I know this part isn't super good but it gets my point across


At age 9, Kokoro Fujimori wandered the streets alone, trying to find some place for her to sleep. Her eyes and body were tired from running the whole day, not really paying attention to where she was going. Kokoro tripped over something, falling on her face, her nose bleeding a little. She looked up and noticed a young man sleeping who was startled awake by the young girl. Kokoro's big blueish-greyish eyes met his brown eyes. The girl wasn't wearing much, just some crappy, beat up shirt that was two sizes too big and baggy pants that were also too big.

"Hey kid, what are you doing out here alone? Where are your parents?" The young man asked, as he stared at the girl.

"I don't have parents." Kokoro mumbled, the man's eyes widened and asked her name.

"Kokoro Fujimori." she said, as she shivered a bit, it was getting colder out and she clearly didn't have a coat or blanket.

"I'm Atsuhiro Sako." He said, handing her his jacket. She flinched and took a step back. "Look kid, you're shaking, take my jacket. Please, I'm not gonna hurt you."

She carefully took it, wrapping the giant jacket around her. She looked at Atsushiro and smiled softly, her bottom lip trembling slightly. "Thank you." She whispered.

It took months later for Atsuhiro to earn Kokoro's trust, eventually he did and took her in as his sister. Sitting in the small apartment that Atsuhiro called home, Kokoro was watching TV when a 'Pro-Hero' named Dr. Love came on the tv.

"People of the world. As you know, my quirk allows me to bind people together by their souls. Today, my gift to the world is SoulMates!" Dr. Love said, a big grin on his face.

Kokoro looked at Atsushiro, "He isn't very good at speeches."

Atsuhiro just chuckled as he cut up some apples. Dr. Love continued to speak.

"Now, some people will have more than one, the most is around 16. There are also soul siblings, their names will be in blue if you have one. Now people, here is your gift." With that Dr. Love used his quirk and Kokoro's wrist burned and she whimpered as names appeared on her wrist, one of them was Atsuhiro Sato, in blue.

"Onii-chan?" Kokoro showed him her wrist, and Atsuhiro smiled and showed her his. On his wrist were Kokoro Fujimori , and Lucy Shillingham. On hers was Atsuhiro Sato, Izuku Midoriya, Himiko Toga (<--in blue), Touya Todoroki, Tomura Shigaraki, Chizome Akaguro.

"My soulmate must be American or something." Atsuhiro mumbled to himself. Kokoro looked at him with wide eyes.

"Does this mean we are really siblings? And why are there so many?" She asked with hope and worry in her eyes. Atsuhiro smiled and opened his mouth when he suddenly remembered something and pulled a small blue ball that was attached to a silver chain and handed it to her.

"I used my quirk and made this for you, inside is a flower." He said as Kokoro closed one eye and looked closely at the new necklace. "Here, lemme put it on you."

Putting the new necklace around her neck, she smiled brightly at him and engulfed him in a hug. "Thank you Onii-chan!!"

Days later, when Asuhiro came home, he didn't find Kokoro home and the apartment was trashed. He lost it, calling her name and running around. He never found his little sister. 

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