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tomorrow was seungmin's birthday, and it was exactly 11:55pm on a Sunday right now. his feet was all over the place as he nervously fidgeted with his hoodie strap. what type of girl will he get? will she be pretty? nice? smart? or none of them? rude? 

he sighed, maybe he was being too worked up.. not. he looked at the clock, then his phone, before finally settling down on the bed covers. he has endured 15 years of muscle pain, and he'd rather kill him self if he didn't get what he wanted. this was what seungmin hated about being rich, you can't control your own love life. a 'chip' supposedly does it for you.

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seungmin opened his eyes and ran to the bathroom, where he saw his bangs being colored in this blonde-ish color. not.. bad. it looked good. 

his eyes then fixates on the initial on the side of his neck, a letter J in a pretty font, dyed with a raven black ink finally rose to the surface. 

his soulmate's name started with a J.. 

the boy then sat on the counter and scratched his temple as he thought of the possible girls in his campus. - "jane? no she doesn't have a chip... jeemin? she's lesbian! uhhhh. there's not really any." seungmin sighed and walked over to his bed before flopping down on it and sleeping. guess he could just never run into his soulmate.


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