In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they'll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.
   A small sigh came from her lips before she had continued to walk down the han river bridge, her scarf covering the lower half of her face, keeping her lips moist. With a beanie over her head, she lifted her vision to look up at the night sky, a pleased smile imprinting her lips. Nothing could break her perfect night, walking out alone.    Her eyes closed themselves as she covers her ears with her headphones, listening to her soft instrumental music as she went about with her little walk. Humming a tune that had hidden words that went along with the music. "The dream is in the distance, but is slowly becomes fragrancesâŚ" Her soft voice echoed out into the air, though, the lyrics may seem sad, her lips were wearing a smile.   However, that all stopped once she ran into a certain someone. Tripping back a bit, she took off her beanie and immediately held out her hand. "Ah, Iâm so sorry! I didnât see youâ" Her eyes trailed the red glowing light that covered the other personâs wrist, but she noticed that it was broken.   "âŚI canât possibly be your soul mate⌠because my clock is actually already broken.. Iâm sorry." Her voice came out slow and quiet, only to be covered by a soft chuckle. "Youâre wrong, Jiyeon." Jiyeon looked at the person who spoke, watching the figure dust themselves off before showing their own wrist. It was broken as well, but still glowing red and blinking numbers of â00:00:00.â    "âŚKrystal?! Thatâs.. Thatâs impossible. We broke up years ago, how is it that weâre still âdestinedâ to be together?" Jiyeon gazed into the others eyes, completely mortified with the situation at hand. "I⌠No. Iâm not going through this again, Krystal. I refuse to go through this again!"    Somehow, down her cheeks were a stream of boiling hot tears. Her blurred vision traveled to her own wrist, noticing that the same thing was happening to hers. Shaking her head, she started to violently rub her free hand against the clock, trying to smudge itâget rid of it. Thatâs when Krystal drew her arms around her and all tears broke loose. "Iâm sorry.."