Love-Sight

Prologue

My mother had told me when I was a baby, I would always want to see her pinky finger. It was as if I was trying to get something off her finger. And it wasn't just her, I did it to my father as well. When I turned two I would chase, to her what seemed like nothing. But in reality I was chasing after the strings connected to my mother or father.
I have been able to see them my whole life, though I didn't know what they meant at the time. At first I thought it was only on my parents, but when family would come by, or my mother's friends would stop in for a party I would end up seeing those strings on them as well.
I began to wonder, I started searching for them everywhere when I was ten. I asked my parents questions about them constantly, but they would laugh it off and say I had a big imagination.
But the strings are still here, and they are driving me crazy. I was getting tired of seeing these glowing red strings everywhere I went. I did my best to avoid them, but I couldn't escape them. Everyone had them.
Well, everyone except me.