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Soulmate

Whenever you soulmate gets hurt or wounded, flowers will bloom from the same spot on your body but when you found each other, it stops.

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Jungkook as just an ordinary guy who has graduated college in Busan and moved to Seoul to pursue his dream of being a song artist. He has wrote countless of songs before he moved and some of them were popular that Jungkook became known in his hometown. And sometimes he takes his songs to the streets to see if people would enjoy them, and surprisingly they did.

Now the ravenette enrolled in SNU and joined art-related majors. Beside songwriting, he also can skillfully sketch and draw. He is also captain of the basketball team which made him even popular to students, wether that is junior and/or senior.

Almost every person wanted to date him or bring him to their bed. But Jungkook always declined politely and I quote, "I'm waiting for the one who was made for me".
Call him a hopeless romantic he won't even deny it. Most of his songs are about love and expressive feelings.

But the most worrying thing is people would straight away notice flowers decorating Jungkook's face or arms. Which meant his soulmate was injured often. A lot pitied the ravenette but the male doesn't mind.

This is proof his mate is out there.. and wounded. Jungkook received the flowers when he was eighteen and now he is twenty. He also searched high and low for his soulmate almost everyday.
He would look at the flowers decorating his arms or cheeks on the mirror and he would be saddened.

Another typical day past for Jungkook. People would greet him with simple 'hi's' or attempt introductions. He would listen to them not to be rude and he'll forget them the next morning.

"Hiya, Jeon." His best friend said. Jungkook nodded and sat beside him. His best friend's name is Kim Namjoon. An intelligent male who majors in Computer Science who has purple hair and cute dimples when he smiles.

"Have you met them yet? How's your flowers?"

Jungkook briefly stared at Namjoon's focused face and sighed before lookin towards the white board in front.
"No, I haven't found them and the flowers... It has gone worst than last week. Now it's all over my torso and arms." The ravenette said as he rolled up his sleeve and showed the purple haired man.

Namjoon clicked his tongue and closely inspected the blooming purple and white flowers that grew on the other's skin.

"Geez, Jeon," Namjoon breathed out and looked at the ravenette's eyes. "I'm becoming worried for you." Jungkook shrugged and brought down his sleeve again.

"I don't know what's happening to my soulmate. But one thing's for sure they're not okay." Jungkook muttered and pursed his lips.

"I'm really sorry, Jeon. I can't do anything."

"No, it's alright. I can't do anything about it either." The lilac haired shot Jungkook a pitied smile before turning their attention to the professor who started his boring lecture.

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"Bye, Joon. I'll see you tomorrow. I have practice today."

"See ya." Both of the males waved at each other before splitting up to their own paths. Jungkook jogged to the basketball court since he was a bit late because Mrs. Sung did extra work for the students who came late in her class.