~ Written on Your Face ~
Junior wasn't normally one for staring at himself in the mirror, but this wasn't exactly a normal circumstance. The stylized yellow sun surrounded by various musical notes that now decorated the middle of his forehead did not go away no matter how many times he blinked.
"Damn it," he said aloud.
That punk kid who shot up his club and took down all his goons yesterday was his soulmate? Seriously?
Yang, on the other hand, while not thrilled with her soulmate's identity, subscribed to the philosophy hey, it could have been worse.
~6/12~
