When people are born, they have a streak of hair the same color and texture as their soulmate’s natural hair. You are born with a blue streak that floats in the air, and no matter what you do you can’t get it to lay flat on your head.
For most people they found each other at a young age, kindergarten , DayCare and the like but you had always felt that your love would never come. Your hair was a nice soft dusty blonde, it was short with wavy bangs in the front, except for the streak. The blue streak stood up on end , almost floating and following the line of your head, it felt sharp and if you could lay it flat it would go down your shoulder to your back, and while some found it cool or interesting it was a constant reminder that no one with the kind of hair would ever exist. You are now 17 you finished your junior year of highschool and had started working at that same job you always did, selling ice cream at a small shop on the main street of town. Customers always felt the same. The same woman who’s childs ice cream was not to his standards, the same guy who would try flavours but never actually buy anything and the same kid who tried his best to get a free cone. It was constantly the same, until you saw him. His Green emerald eyes looked up at you , and you could not help but get lost in them , his blue spiked hair seemed to poof up and curve behind his head and yes, he had a streak of dusty blonde hair, and he spoke with a voice anyone would trust “WOAH, THIS ICE CREAM STAND WOULDN’T HAPPEN TO SELL CHILLI DOGS WOULD IT?” before you could answer the boy looks over his shoulder with a look of content and valor and spoke again “WELL, MAYBE NEXT TIME RIGHT NOW ITS TIME TO TAKE DOWN EGGMANS ROBOTS AND GET THAT CHAOS EMERALD, CATCH YOU ON THE FLIP” and that beautiful blue hedgehog was gone in a flash.
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