2|| Blue headband

                                    

                                          


                          
Langa's Pov:
                          
The only other times I've been to Japan was to visit my family on my mother's side. We would come up and stay at my aunts house for a week then go back home; normally only for special occasions, but now since dad's gone we decided to move here permanently. 
                          
I guess living there was really hard on my mom and she wanted to get away. 
                          
My dad didn't have that much family back in Canada and I never had many friends, so it was quite the easy move. We put our house up for sale and it got bought within a few days by a  happy 4 person family. 
                          
I've only been living in Japan a couple days, so far it seems cool I guess. It's definitely a lot different from Canada. Coming home from school to a different house is probably one of the hardest things for me though. I'll never be able to be met with the same comforting scent and feeling as my old house with this one, but if my mom is happy, I should be too. 
                          
But putting all that aside, there is one good thing has happened. I met someone today, so maybe that means I won't be alone all of the time. I noticed when I was over at his house, I didn't think about my dad or moving at all. I felt truly present and in the moment when I was with him. 
                          
He explained how he builds skateboards and showed me all of the different parts that go into making one. I admit I got lost very quickly, but I enjoyed hearing him talk so I didn't dare to interrupt.  
                          
After bumping into Reki this morning, his headband turned a different color. It wasn't white or grey, it was an actual color. It completely caught me off guard and I couldn't stop looking at it. The color looked so warm and compelling; all I wanted was to reach out and touch it, as if the material changes after it's in color. 
                          
It reminded me of when you reach your hand towards the sun when it's cold outside to try to "touch the warmth". You can't actually touch the sun, but you still try to absorb all of its heat by getting closer. 
                          
This means he's my soulmate right? I'm not complaining... I'm just shocked that I found my soulmate on my 3rd day of being in Japan after moving across the world. I guess they say if your relatives are soulmates they you're more likely to meet yours, but I never thought about what I'd do if I actually met mine. 
                          
I'm conflicted with myself whether I should talk to Reki about this too. Yeah we're soulmates, but is it weird to confront him about it so soon? How do things like these normally go? Plus what if he's in a relationship already? I don't want to get into the middle of something like that. 
                          
Both my parents were soulmates so I guess I could ask my mom about their experience, but what would I say without making things suspicious?
                          
Would she resent me because my soulmate is a boy? I've never heard about people having a soulmate of the same gender. Then again, I've never taken the time to actually research about it so I'm clueless here. I only know the basics. 
                          
Once I get home I'll try to ask her.
                          
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"How was your first day of school?" my mom asks while setting the food on the table.
                          
"It was good. Can I ask you something mom?" I say hastily, getting right to the point. 
                          
"Okay.." she smiles sideways.  
                          
"You and dad were soulmates right? How did you meet?" 
                          
She seems surprised by my question and her eyes grow in size. I normally don't bring up my dad in front of her, especially at the dinner table, so I can't blame her for being shocked, and she plops down across from me before answering.