Fates Ink

Chapter 1

I hate soulmates. I don't see the point in them! What am I supposed to do? Wait around all my life until I finally meet them? That's what the universe wants us to do! I refuse. What if your soulmate dies before you meet them? What if they live in a different country and you never meet them? Although, I can't really do anything about it since I'm the only one that hates soulmates. I freaking made the news cause of my hate for them! I wonder if my soulmate saw it?

I can't deny the fact that I wonder about my soulmate, but I can say, I hope they know I will never accept having a soulmate.

I walk up to the mirror and see my eyes are pitch black. So they dyed their hair again? I scoff. How does the eye and hair matching help? You meet someone and hope that their hair matches your eyes? It's stupid.

 I look at my forearm. My soulmate loves drawing. I may hate soulmates but I love seeing the artwork on my skin from them. I refuse to look at my other arm though. I hate looking at the name. I haven't looked at it in years, The last time I looked at it was when I first heard my mother and father fighting. I grab a black sweater, black jeans, and a black shirt. Once dressed I head down stairs and see my parents fighting, again. Tsk. I grab a cookie and leave. No way in hell am I dealing with that today. As I arrive at the school, I see my four friends standing together.

"Jungkook!" I hear Taehyung yell. I jog toward them. "My soulmate dyed their hair again! My eyes are silver now!" He squeals. I show him my eyes. "Wow! I wish my soulmate would choose black. It looks so cool!" I chuckle.

 "You know I hate the idea of soulmates Tae." I say with a small warning in my voice. He backs off. "Has anyone had luck finding their soulmates yet?" I ask. I hate the idea of soulmates but my friends love them. They see it as a way to get out of shitty breakups.

"No. But I heard that two new kids are coming to our school today. Heard one of them is Park Yoongi." J-Hope says, wiggling his eyebrows at Tae. Tae thought that Yoongi was his soulmate because of the fact that he had blue eyes and Yoongi had blue hair. Park Yoongi is a famous model, everyone at this school knows, considering we all has something to do this that profession. Jin and I study photography, Tae and J-Hope are models, and Namjoon is a fashion designer. "I also heard he dyed his hair last night." He says, looking at me this time.

"Fuck off. Even if he was my soulmate, I would reject him." I tell them.

"He has a fine ass though." Namjoon pipes in. We all laugh at him, except Jin, considering Namjoon is his soulmate. Just then, the doors open and in walks in Yoongi and some other guy. The guy has soft looking lips, beautiful, ebony black hair, and soft looking skin. He looks a lot like Yoongi. Maybe it's his brother? He's hot though. No one notices when they walk him, which is surprising, they are quite famous at this school. I'm tempted to check the name on my arm. I glance at my slightly raised sleeve. It starts with a J. Yoongi isn't my soulmate.

 "Everyone check their names!" Tae says, pulling the sleeves of his sweater up. Namjoon and Jin ignore him, considering they're soulmates. J-Hope checks and I pull my sleeve up slightly, only enough to show the others the first letter. "Yoongi's my soulmate." Tae mutters. Tae never wanted to check the name until now. He didn't care for the name part of finding a soulmate. Yoongi looks over at use and catches Tae staring. He walks closer to us. The other guy follows. He's even hotter up close.

"Why are you staring at my brother?" The other guy asks. Tae just can't find the right words.

"Cause your brother is his soulmate." I snap. I didn't like the look he was giving Tae. Yoongi looks at Tae and Tae blushes.

"What's your name?" Yoongi asks. It seems that Yoongi didn't hear me when I said Tae was his soulmate. Everyone knows that Yoongi checks the name of his soulmate a lot, never on camera though.

"His name is Tae. He seems to have lost the ability to speak. Please try again later." I say, sarcasm dripping from my voice. The other guy scoffs while Yoongi giggles.

"What is your name then?" Yoongi says to me.

"Jeon Jungkook. This is Namjoon, Jin, and J-Hope." I say. The other guys eyes go wide. "What are you looking at." I say. A warning hidden in my words.

"Seems my brother lost the ability to speak as well." Yoongi says, we both chuckle. "His name is Jimin." I nod.

"We have to get to class now!" Jin pipes in. I nod, heading to my classroom. I make a quick detour to the bathroom. Once I lock the door, I pull my sleeve up and look at my soulmate's name for the first time in ten years. I see the cursive writing and silver letters on my wrist.

Jimin