A new dating site has been released. A dating service were matching is based on peoples search history. Your'e a writer and photographer. He's a serial killer, and assassin.
(Little backstory, In this dimension soulmate's are based on a favorite song. You are a desperate student, eager to find true love. But each time they have a different song)
The Rumor has it that there has been a recently added dating site that shows actual result. Well of course as a single desperate college student I downloaded it.
It was my dream to find my soulmate. It always has been. And I hoped that with this new dating app I would find them.
I made a picture of myself and placed it as my profile. well the twist is that this dating site is based on your search history.
Luckily I'm not that much of a creep. So if I ever get a match it either has to be a writer or a photographer.
I kept staring at my phone. After a few hours I sighed. I knew this was a stupid idea. I was about to delete it when a notification popped up on my screen.
"You have found a match!"
I windend my eye's as I checked out his profile. He had a pretty nasty scar on his face, to be honest it kinda freaked you out.
But on the other hand, he looked pretty fashionable. witch I really love In a man. and it's never good to judge Somoene by his facial deformities. maybe they survived a fire while saving a kid. who knows.
Well, I started to chat with them. And it wasn't long before we had set a first meeting. at a very cute romantic café.
SILCO POV:
YOU DID WHAT I loudly yelled to jinx.
I got you a date! based on your search history. I snatched the phone out of her hands to see what damage she had done.
I scoffed.
"You should go, maybe she's the one!" she said, teasingly.
Jinx she is from TopSide. I said, there in no way that we could have possibly matched search history's.
She sighed. Just go, you can always block her when you get home. I sighed. "fine." that's when she happily jumped in the air and did a happy dance.
"when is this.."date." I asked. sort of apologetic. She grinned. tomorrow around noon. She childishly laughed and walked off.
As she closed the door I looked at my phone..who exactly are you. as I examined her account I had to admit she is quite beautiful.
There was no way she could have possibly searched up, how to end people's life on the most sadistic way, or how to get the perfect shot.
I shook it off, I stared at her profile one last time before going to bed.
Y\N POV:
So, a dinner date with a random dude I met on an online dating app. what could go wrong?
What the hell should I even wear??? I don't wanna come over slutty..or lame. He looks pretty fashionable, maybe I can wear something to impress him. Well I oped my closet, examining the clothes I had.
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I decided to go with this. I put my hair in a white bun. And checked how much time I had left before i needed to go.
Eventually I needed to go. I Brought my computer, just in case he is a writer. So I can show him my Novels.
Well as I arrived I saw the fashionable man sitting in the corner of a table. I could tell he was quite mesmerized by my looks. But he also looked confused. shocked even.
Well as I sat down there was a small silence. "What do you think is the perfect shot?" I said. Maybe he was a photographer.
"The perfect shot?"maybe she's a sniper? "hm, I like it when they're on the move." I nodded and agreed. "Me too!" Well our conversation continued.
SILCO POV:
She is a sniper? interesting. She looks like she is from Piltover. I was very confused by her knowledge, I used to assassinate some enforcers when I was younger.
We were both very intrigued and our conversations continued. The perfect shot. Apparently she likes moving shots. Cruel, but I like it.
I wonder what her song is? should I ask.. or is that disrespectful. That's when a new question popped up.
"What happened to your face?" My eye's widened a little. I grinned. well, a old friend betrayed me. I could feel her eye's widen.
I explained her that THE Vander, from the Under-City did that. "heh, I don't know much of the Under-City.." she exclaimed.
That would explain allot, because she clearly has no clue that she is talking to UnderCity's crime-Lord.
