(Gasp, how dare you)

You’ve never felt the sting.

You just moved to Sendai, in the Miyagi Prefecture, from Tokyo. You were from Tokyo, and lived there all of your life, but it got too expensive once you moved out of your parents house.

The zodiac sign on your arm still remained numb as you moved boxes from the hallway into your new apartment. Once all the boxes from the hallway were in your apartment, you went back to your car and grabbed the rest that still need to be unloaded.

You picked up the last box from your car and dropped it when you felt the sting on your wrist. People on the street looked towards you when they heard the crash. The sting only lasted for a second. You looked up as a car drove past and headed in the opposite direction your car was parked in.

You quickly threw the box back into the car and hopped into the driver's seat. Buckling your seatbelt, you backed up and made a U-turn to go in the direction of the car that drove past.

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You weren’t a stalker. Normally, you would just stay at home until you had to go somewhere, so being stopped at the office of the school wasn’t the highest point in your life.

“Please,” you begged, “my soulmate’s in there. I felt the sting and everything.”

The receptionist looked at you. “Sorry, but I can’t let you in unless you are a parent of a child here or have an ID badge, that’s for staff. It’s for the safety for the children.”

You sighed, but understood. They couldn’t let just anyone into the school. For all the knew, you could have been an axe-murderer. “Okay.”

As you walked out of the school, the gates closed behind you. There was a clearing in the road, so you were about to cross when you saw something at the corner of your eye. It was the car that had past you when you first felt the sting.

You walked as close as you could to the car before the gate and started at it. You were certain that that was the car. It was the same colour and build as it, and every time you shoved your arm closer though the gates, you could feel the sting.

If I feel the sting, then why can’t he, you thought. If one person could feel it, then shouldn't the other? Maybe he didn’t care, but you did. When you were living in Tokyo, you never felt the sting, not even once. But within the first few hours you were in Miyagi, you felt it, and you wouldn’t going to let it go.

You back up and took in the height of the fence, it wasn’t that tall, but it would be a hard gate to climb. It looked like there was a separate spaces for cars that were only going to the gyms, since there were only three spaces. You walked around the perimeter of the school and found the official teacher parking lot that was opened.

You ducked under the chain that blocked unwatched car from parking there, and walked to the opening in the gate. There was scanner that would opened the gate, but not being staff, you didn’t have one. This gate was much easier to climb. It was the one that had the metal going in diagonal pattern both ways, making them easy footholds.

You looked around to make sure that nobody was watching you, and then you started to climb. Once you were at the top of the fence, which wasn’t very high off of the ground,your foot got lose and you fell.

There was a sharp pain in you arm, but other than that, you were fine. Sitting up against the fence, you looked at you arm. It wasn’t broken, but you could tell from the way you fell that it would be bruised later on. Though, the sting in your other detracted you from anything that could have been seriously injured.

Making your way to the gyms, you hopped that nobody would stop you. You didn’t know where you were going, but the sting in your arm grew as you got closer to the person. You stopped in front of a gym.

The doors were closed, but you could hear the speaking of shoes from outside.

You soulmate was in there.

You slowly walked towards the door and put your hand on it. But the door was being pushed from the inside, making you fall down the steps and onto the floor.

“Ah! Sorry!”

You looked up at the person. He looked around your age and had spiky blond hair. He was wearing a black track suit, and was bent down in front of you.

You opened you mouth to speak, but the sting on your arm was now burning. The man flinched as well and looked down at his wrist. The zodiac sign that has been there since birth, was now gone.

The man looked at you with a surprised face. “I knew I felt a sting in the car! I should have stop. I’m Ukai Keishin.”

“(L/N), (F/N).”

He grinned at you then frowned. “How did you get into the school? And why is your arm bruised?”

You laughed. “I kind of fell off of a fence.”