My Other Half

Prologue

love (ləv)
noun
an intense feeling of deep affection.

soul mate
noun
a person ideally suited to another as a close friend or romantic partner.

birth•mark (bərTHˌmärk)
noun
an unusual and typically permanent brown or red mark on someone's body from birth.

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⠀⠀Eren Jaeger sighs as he looks at his best friend, Armin Arlert. He happily rubbed noses with his soulmate, Erwin Smith. He, of course, was a senior, as Armin was a sophomore. It was awkward having a younger partner, but cool having an older partner.

⠀⠀Nobody cared how old their soulmate was, they were all more than desperate to find theirs.

⠀⠀In this futuristic society, you're born with half of a birth mark. Your other half, or soulmate (in modern terms), was born with the opposing half.

⠀⠀It felt as if it was love at first sight when you met your destined partner. As you've gotten to know them better, you'll know you're in love when your second half of your birthmark appears. It symbolizes you're taken, and won't be taken to the insane asylums.

⠀⠀It is rumored-and true-if you don't find your soulmate by age 21, you're sent to an insane asylum, it is dictated you have a mental disease if you do not find your partner. This is the number one reason everyone is desperate. For love, the second half, to be mentally stable.

⠀⠀Schools teach little to nothing about soulmates they should teach. People may call it propaganda, but it is nowhere near that. They leave out some of the most important information, such as: If you fall in love with someone other then your soulmate, if your birthmark appears with the wrong half, you'll be executed within twenty four hours.

⠀⠀The doctors and scientists keep secret about the number of failed beings, making the topic taboo. That way, society looks perfect to a majority of the people, while there's some that can outthink the government's dastardly setup, and peel away their flawless façade.

⠀⠀Another important piece of faded information was when one of the partners gets a minor injury, the other feels the pain, and it would also appear on the other's body, in the same place, precisely appearing.

⠀⠀When-and if-your soulmate fell for someone else, truly loving them, you'd fall apart, physically, mentally, etc. It would break the bond of injury of the two.

⠀⠀The monotone school bell rang, indicating lunch was over, it was time to attend their next class. Eren snapped out of his daze.

"Eren?" The blonde bowl-cut male questioned.

"Yeah?"

"It's okay you don't have your partner yet. There's no judgement here. You're my best friend, and you've been looking kind of sad lately, and I know you haven't found your mate s-"

"Armin, I'm fine. Thank you for the concern, but I'm okay, I don't need your empathy or for you to sympathize my single being." He looked rather confused, but nodded, walking off with his Captain America look-alike boyfriend, Erwin, to their next class.

⠀⠀Armin was advanced in about every subject-excluding P.E., and music-or AP, the 'proper' high school term. He finished his homework with glib. The blonde always had free time, which was usually spent helping others, or being a 'strong and silent leader'. Bullshit. Not that he isn't, but he found the phrase rather corny, and phony.

⠀⠀Out of nowhere, Eren received a paper cut on his thumb. The odd thing was, he wasn't carrying any paper with him.

⠀⠀Ignoring the previous event, he was on his way to class when he passed a closet. He was locked in a trance, feeling the need to go in the closet. With shaky hands and clammy palms, he opened the door, finding a couple getting it on.

⠀⠀The female had strawberry blonde hair, with hazel-brown eyes with a small but strong figure. A man hovered over her-she was against a wall-with jet black hair and an unnamable eye color.

⠀⠀A rush of warmth kindled both of the men, as if it was true love...

"What the hell are you doing?!" He backed off from his whatever and pinned Eren against the closest wall. "Invading our privacy, our intimate time! What is your name?"

"My name Jeff." Eren lied-if tumblr taught him anything, it was to lie your way through life, to never reveal your true identity.

"Well, Jeff, stay out of my way, or you'll be sorry." He raised a fist to physically punch Eren, but couldn't. A force drew back the raven's hand. Eren noticed a paper cut on his left thumb, underneath the fingernail. Right about where his magic paper cut appeared mere minutes ago.

"I-I..."

⠀⠀Eren ran like hell to his next class, fearing the man he just met would chase him down, and beat the dickens out of him.

⠀⠀He thought of how his scar on his left thumb looked exactly like his, and especially the location. That man couldn't possibly be his soulmate, he was straight and with the red head.

⠀⠀But what about the instant rush of warmth at the first sight of the cold man? It had felt like lov-.

⠀⠀No. Eren Jaeger was not in love, and certainly not with that man.

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