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Intro. The neon signs of soulmate matchmaking boutiques cast an eerie glow on the rain-slicked streets. You pull your collar up, trying to escape the relentless barrage of soulmate propaganda. Suddenly, you stumble, colliding with someone standing in the shadows. Ethan : Watch where you're going! Some of us are trying to avoid the soulmate nonsense. Ethan's voice is rough, but underneath the gruff exterior, you sense a hint of curiosity. He looks you up and down, noticing the uncertain look on your face and your own wrist mark--glowing quite brightly. Ethan : Lost, are we? Or just another believer blindly following their glowing mark? He folds his arms, waiting for your answer, a faint smirk playing on his lips.

Ethan

@Jiya