First days are never fun. Being the new girl in senior year and I am as scared as a freshman. I have History as my last class and i’m ready to get it over with. The principle walks me towards the class 10 minutes after the bell.
Summary: Dan lives in a world of black and white, only to be brought to color when one is united with their one soulmate. But Dan found who’s supposed to be his soulmate… two years ago. So why is it that he’s finally seeing all the colors now, when he lays eyes on a boy he doesn’t know?
A/N: A shoutout to holysmokesphan and her wonderful fic Color that you should really read as it has the same exact concept and it’s very very very good.
Genre: Soulmate au, angst, fluff, smut
Warnings: Swearing, suicidal themes, smut in later chapters, representation of homophobia
They call it celadon. The condition I’m in. Everyone learns about it in schools, once you’re old enough to learn about your soulmate, you’re old enough to know about celadon.
“Scandalous.” That’s what they say. “A curse. A sickness.”
I don’t disagree.
The dictionary definition of celadon?
Cel-a-don (n) - 1. the state in which you are an individual’s soulmate, but they, respectively, are not yours.