So i'm making this on the idea that, what if there was an AU for strings of fate, but, instead of when you cut the string the other person dies, you can't cut the string. And thier person would fit to thier meant sexuality, so like an aromantic would have no string, a gay guy would have a guy soulmate, etc. So this is Klance, Modern AU, and Strings of Fate AU, with a twist.
Lance's POV
I stood in front of the high school gates. This was it. A new year, a new class.
Everyone had thier opinons on the whole strings of fate thing. Hunk, my best friend sense kindergarden, likes to spend his time thinking about who it is. Pidge doesnt know about any of that stuff, cause she's aromantic and doesnt have a string, but she isn't against listening to people talk about it.
I think that its a wonderful idea, and I feel like it solves alot of the worlds crisis, and it helps you find that one person you can spend your life with.
I took a deep breath and walked my way through the gates and through my classroom doors, and I looked at my string. It was tight.
My heart started beating pratictly out my chest. My soulmate was close. Really close. Probably in this school. I forced myself to take my attention away from my string. Before you could say quiznac, the thought was gone from my head.
"Good morning, class!" A cheerful voice said. "Happy morning!"
Mrs. Allura. I'd heard of her. All good things, She was a really good teacher who honestly loved her job. She wasn't strict, but she put down good and reasonable rules and was no pushover.
We went through orientaion, and we were told the basic rules of the place and did good bonding exersises to get to know each other better. It was fun, but it was also nessasairy if we wanted to be functunal in any way.
We went through all of our classes no problem, and everything went smoothly, until, of course, the hallways at the end of the day. Everyone wanted to get through at once and I narrowly escaped being trampled. Once I got out the front gates, I pulled out my phone and called Pidge.
"What's up?" She answered.
"Just wondering if you could come to the beach today. Ya know, to celabrate and all that stuff."
"Uh yeah sure. Call me back when you're ready, and i'll meet you at your house."
"Kay bye."
I turned off my phone, put it in my pocket, and kept walking.
About two minutes later, I bumped into a guy with black hair and dark purple eyes. Something tugged at the back of my mind, but I pushed it away.
"Oh, sorry." My face was red, and so was his.
"It's ok, just be more careful." his tone seemed as if he would have been alot more aggresive if I hadn't said sorry right away.
We walked away from eachother, not noticeing the familiar tug at our string.