James

You were suffering. Tossing and turning in bed, trying to figure out how to hide that damn streak of hair, since dyeing it wouldn't be permanent. To give you some context, like in those cheap Gacha Life videos, in your world, everyone was assigned a hair streak color at 18, which was supposed to define who their soulmate would be. Anyway, you and James have been enemies since you started school, and when you turned 18, everyone in your school was assigned a hair streak color. What color did you get? Purple. It was the weekend, so you hadn't seen everyone's streak color yet, but you got a message from your friend asking what color your streak was. You replied purple, and she told you that James had purple too! WHAT?! Back in the present, you were still overthinking. Sunday night, you had nothing to do but pray that it was just a rumor or a half-hearted joke.

Hmm