There are sensitive topics throughout this story. Suicide, bullying, abuse, self harm,(etc.) If you are sensitive to any of these, please Do Not Read. Enjoy!!!
Jun's pov
It was almost my birthday, turning 18, and I am excited yet worried because it was the day I got my tattoo. Everyone gets their tattoo when they turn 18, no earlier, no later. Just one more week, and I can wait. The tattoos confirm our lovers, or so they say. There are only four tattoos you can get, and you have to fall in love with someone who has the same tattoo.
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The moon, tranquil, closed, detached people. Introverts and loners. Sometimes people are scared of them, but all they want is to be loved.
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Rain, shy yet emotional people, sensitive. They're not the best people to control their emotions. Anger and sadness.
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Snowflakes, Cold people, and considered rude. They hate interactions and would rather be alone. I have a lot of friends like that.
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Lastly, the sun. Extroverts, famous and social people. Wild, one can say, and some don't care about people's feelings.
I sat there wondering what I might be, what I might get, and who my "soul mate" was.
