'Beep. Beep. Beep.' My annoying digital alarm clock buzzes way too loudly, a sound I should be used to by the number of times I've heard it, but nevertheless, I wake up groaning as I slap my hand on top of the black metal box on my bedside table, shutting it up immediately.

Barely two seconds has passed before my hand has reached out for my phone, opening up every single one of all those social media apps on my homescreen, from tumblr and instagram to kakao talk and snapchat.

The moment I open Tumblr, my phone freezes, the screen blacks out and it returns to my homescreen, an adorable picture of Jaehyun grinning at the camera.

'...Okay...' I think to myself as I try again, clicking on that dark blue icon with the white 't' in the middle; this time, it opens, but the revolving white symbol which seems to be going on forever annoys me - but finally it loads, and I see the reason why my phone spazzed out in the first place.
276 things I was tagged in. 28 messages.

'Oh shit...' I mumble to myself as I scroll through all of them, let out a deep breath and start by opening my messages, from @kibumslatina and @thatbubblecat

'BITCHH WJSNSJDNS DID YOU SEE IT EVERYONE HAS IT ON THEIR ARM NOW IT JUST SUDDENLY APPEARED'
'TAEMIN IS MINEEEE ahhhh I can't believe he's my soulmate'
'DO YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING I LOVE HIM MY BABY'
'WHO'S YOURS HAVE YOU MET HIM YET??'
'Or is it a kpop idol like mine 😏😏'

I laugh to myself at Keylin's excited spam, and send her '😂😂😂' in reply before reading her message again and trying to understand it.

'Something on their arm? Hm. Interesting.' I think to myself, glancing at my right arm and examining it.

Nothing.

That's when I notice the abnormal italic writing on my left wrist, just on top of the blood vessels below my palm. It looks like I had written something in my handwriting, in my black inky pen I used to write quotes on my wrist all the time during my younger years, filled with hopeless immature dreams of meeting 'The One'.

'I will still feel the same.' I read out loud from the once clear skin on my wrist. I'll still feel the same... In what circumstance would someone say that to me the first time I see them...?
I shake off my thoughts with the fact that this was all meant to be, and reply to Keylin's spam with a picture of the text on my wrist.

'This is all so weird though, we all just woke up with this??'

'IKRR' Her reply is immediate. 'And yours is cute love ^^' 'But I don't get why that would be the first thing someone would say to you..?'

'Honestly me neither' I type out after a long minute of reconsideration about why those might be The Words. She doesn't reply.

''She's probably landed at the airport.' I realise, smiling to myself before proceeding to open Claire's messages.
I've only read the one message saying 'DUDE' when my phone rings, and Jaehyun's face pops up; my eyes widen for a fraction of a second as my heart feels like it's somewhat been elevated, filled, beating faster than ever - until my memory goes back to me telling Claire to put my contact as Taeyong and that I'll put her as Jaehyun.

'Annyeong Jaehyun-ah.' I speak down the line, and hear a confused 'huh?' from the other side, which makes me chuckle as I explain to her the reason for me saying that.

'Ohhhh right, of course.' She says, laughing. 'Did you hear about what happened?'

'Yep, slightly confused to be honest, but yeah I heard. Apparently the words that somehow appeared on our arms are the first words we'll hear our soulmate say..?'

'Yeah and GUESS WHAT?'

'What?'

'Mine says "Booming systems up up"'
There is a momentary silence as I take in what she said before bursting out laughing.

'Booming systems up up, TY Track, TY Track.' I pretend to be some sort of talented rapper, acting like rapping was what I was meant to do and I could take it up as a career ANY day - even though secretly I know that I sound like when Haechan imitated Taeyong.

Then I realise it.

'WAIT BITCH YOUR SOULMATE IS TAEYONG??'

I hear her breathe in slowly and breathe back out, and I can imagine her, slightly nervous yet a beaming grin on her face.

'Well...apparently so!'

'OMG I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU I ALWAYS KNEW THE TWO OF YOU WERE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER AHHHHHHH!' I almost scream down the phone with my voice being higher pitched than usual, which comes out as a weird squeal combined with my laughter. 'I SHIP ITTTTT.'

Claireyong? Taeire? Or maybe actually if I use her korean name, then that would be Chaeyong, or Taerin.

'CHAEYONGGG.' I continue, laughing away as I pick out my clothes from my wardrobe, a short-ish black dress with some black tights, and I hear Claire laugh quietly but somewhat shyly from the other end of the line.

'Taerin. I prefer Taerin.' She says, laughing. 'What does yours say though?'

'I will still feel the same.' I read out, feeling a smile unconsciously form on my face.

'Ahh okay, I have to go now, um, I'm out and yeah sorry ok bye!' She suddenly says, and before I can reply, I realise I am left on my own on the phone line.

'Ok...um...bye...' I feel the need to say before I press the red 'hang up' button and start to get dressed.

An hour later, I'm in my car, driving to the airport to pick up Keylin; SM was having a major concert/fan sign event in London, so she had decided to fly here from Florida and stay at my apartment.

I was already super excited about meeting her in person for the first time, and I remember thinking back to that time when we had discussed what it would be like if we had met up in real life.

'I dont even want to imagine what it would be like if we met up tho omg we'd actually go insane i can imagine us just saying a whole load of random shit at the exact same time then just laughing and fuck gurl'

'bitch if we met you know shit would go down😂 we will literally be thrown out of whatever place we're meeting up in bc we're too loud and vulguar. Whoops?'

Good thing we were going straight to my apartment after meeting.

I pull into the paid parking lot, and make my way to the entrance, where everyone waits for those people who have landed. Every step I take with my heels clicking beneath my feet make me somewhat nervous, for no reason whatsoever, but the feeling of excitement I feel is way more overwhelming; it felt weird that I was actually going to meet her now.

Eventually I arrive, and I am on my phone, scrolling through endless posts related to kpop on my tumblr whilst listening to music, and occasionally looking up to see if she was coming, though I didn't quite know what to expect in terms of her appearance.

I glance at the announcement board; they're at the security check now? So hopefully she'll be through those double doors any minute.

Ten minutes later, I'm still there, standing there leaning against the metal railing with my chin resting on my hands, my arms themselves positioned on the cold shiny metal as my tired eyes stay fixed on the two sets of double doors, which open and close frequently as people with heavy suitcases walk through them.

As I watch them, the doors open again and a somewhat short girl with shoulder-length blonde hair walks through them, dragging her suitcase behind her using both her hands, and seeming to struggle but trying to walk as casually as possible.

It's her.

Omg it's actually her.

'Keylin!!' I shout, leaning over the railing and waving with my right hand, my left hand pressed against the now warm metal to keep myself from falling over.

She glances up, her straightened hair flicking out of her face, and I see her clearly in person for the first time; her amazingly clear skin, the nose piercing and the wide grin on her face as she realises it's me.

'Omg BITCH!' She almost screams as I run up to her and hug her tightly, hugging me back just as tight.

'Oh my fucking god you HOE.' I laugh. 'Bitch you're even more beautiful in real life, I'm sure Taemin won't be able to RESIST you when he sees you.'

She goes a bit red, laughing, but flicks her hair like that sarcastic, bold girl I knew her to be.

'Well DUH, but um bitch look at you, for fuck's sake, Sehun will be all over you when we go to that fansign.' She winks, smirking, and I giggle, covering my face as my cheeks feel like they're on fire.

'Hey, let's go to my apartment ok?' I laugh. 'Before we go insane.'

'Sure love.' She smiles, and we make our way to the 2nd floor car park, laughing and talking to each other like we had known each other forever.