Soulmates didn't seem like much if a big deal. They shouldn't be. They're just like quirks. About 30% of people didn't have one. You either did or you didn't. Date decided your love life or left you alone.
Shoto used to wish he could be left alone forever. But his dad and older sister always made a big deal of them. Fuyumi was a little bit love sick back when Shoto was around 10. She would always go in about romances of him with his future soulmate and all the little sweet things they would do together. After she swooned about her little brother's love life she would pull him away from his phone where he was half listening and turn on his radio teaching him different dances he could use to surprise the boy or girl His soulmate was.
When it can ti Shoto's father. It was either a pretty girl Sho was smart and had money as well as a compatible quirk, or no girl at all. Soulmate or not if it was a boy he wasn't to acknowledge the fact and say he was without a soulmate. Luckily it was a Caput-triple soulmate connection.
He had first felt some sort of sign of his connection at a party. It was a party for heroes and family. Touya was still around and Fuyumi had gone dancing with an older heroes daughter for some fun. Natsuo was tossing back and forth a rubber ball with a couple or random heroes kids and siblings. Shoto wanted to be away from his father and so he stayed with Touya. Touya went over to talk to a kid around his age named Tensei Iida. Ans that's when Shoto felt it.
An almost magnetic pull towards the general area of the Iida's and friends. It scared Shoto. Like small sparks of electricity underneath his skin while strange pulses ran in and out of his body. Stronger the closer he was to the crowd of blues and white hair.
He ran out of the large dining room that night. It was winter and it was cold outside. But he didn't much like his fathers quirk. He didn't know why. But the fire was scarier than having a dual-quirk in the first place. So use his fire side he did not. He stood outside the large French-style doors watching people chat and dance. Every time he looked over ti his brother, where his father now stood, he felt a somewhat weaker pull in that direction. It was barely there when he wasn't looking but he still slowly a slight tug towards the growing crowd.
When Shoto blinked, an almost blue-ish silhouette flashed behind his eyelids. And suddenly a girl about his age. She had super shiny shoulder length black hair. Well, it appeared to be shoulder length. The black strands were held in a half ponytail and she had side bangs that hung loosely over her eye.
"Hey!" She smiled widely.
"Woah!" Shoto reared back when her face appeared in the doorway.
"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." She winced. Walking fully outside instead of just in the doorway. "I saw you run out of here. You kept looking back inside and around like everywhere at everyone. Is something wrong?"
"I think my soulmate is one of the kids in there."
"Oh?"
"Yeah. I was with my older brother Touya while he talked to one of the Iida boys, but there was a lot of people and even more kids over there."
"Yeah. My parents and their parents are good friends. I don't have a hero family like they do but I wanna be a hero one day! I don't want it to be because of the money my family has; but I'll take anything!"
"How do you hear then, if you're not a hero? I don't mean to be rude-" he sniffled. Worried he might have offended her.
"I said my parents are friends with them. We're kinda guests if the Iida's. They have a son named Tenya that's like our age. You're 10 right?" Shoto nodded.
He didn't wanna be rude but his head was a mess and his breath picked up again. He didn't like all the noise from inside and he was just too overwhelmed. He couldn't really remember much past the heavy breaths tears and noise. His vision went blurry and then black. But apparently the girl he later learned was Momo Yaoyorozu had helped him through a panic attack.

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