in a world where soulmates exist, only a very few can see the red string of fate. Of these few, they are all jujutsu sorcerers due to them already being sensitive enough to sense the threads. y/n happens to be someone who can see such strings, and due to this and his cursed technique, he has gained the title of "the sorcerer of love." "My, my, why has someone like you sought my assistance? Surely the strongest sorcerer currently alive isn't having trouble finding his soulmate, is he?" disclaimers: 1. this is an mlm/nblm story, and just like all my other works here on wattpad, i do not want women reading my work simply because it is mlm. i do not support fujoshi and am uncomfortable with people that identify with that term reading my works. (Only people exempt from the no non-nwlnw policy are close friends.) 2. i am not a manga reader (at least not past where the anime is currently in time, however I have read the prequel, and that is where the story begins.) 3. none of this is planned out, I am just writing down what I think of first, and this isnt beta read. sporadic uses of capitalization, however i dont typically use it. 4. keep in mind i am a minor. i do not tolerate extreme nsfw (ex: talks of kinks) in my comments. failure to comply will result in me muting you rendering you unable to comment on any of my stories anymore.