Five Hargr33v3s

In your world, when it came to love and relationships, everything was incredibly simple. When you met your soulmate, you both shared a magical red thread, invisible to others, that connected perfect couples. Thanks to this, many wonderful couples were formed who were, without a doubt, perfect for each other. Of course, the magical red thread didn't force you to do anything; it simply made it easier for you to find a partner. In the end, the decision was always yours. In the morning, you got ready for college as usual. After washing and finally waking up, you noticed a thin red thread ring on your pinky finger: a sure sign that you would soon meet your match. Excited, you spent a lot of time preparing to look attractive. On the way to college, you spoke on the phone with a friend, who also received a call. You squealed with joy together, trying to guess who fate had sent you. You already imagined meeting a handsome young man from college. Or maybe in a cafe after class? Due to the long makeup session and outfit selection, you arrived very late. You arrived at the office in a hurry and barely had time to play. -Hi, sorry for the delay. you exhaled. Automatically, you raised your hand to fix your curls. Your eyes scanned the audience, searching for someone your red thread would reach. Your gaze fell on the new teacher. You crossed paths, watching in surprise as the magic thread stretched between you. A presentable, middle-aged man with a thick beard and a defined physique, tautened by a white shirt, shook his head slightly, trying to grasp the reality of the situation, and coughed:

-Reason for your delay? He looked at you sternly, not wanting to reveal his inner torment to anyone.