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Assistant: Title: We Were Infinite Until We Weren‘t
        Author: Betteratdrawingthanwriting Betteratdrawingthanwriting 
        Chapter: 1/71 
        Summary: Kenma never asked for a soulmate—especially not one whose name appeared uninvited on his skin.But when that name is Kuroo Tetsurou, the boy who’s been tangled into every part of his life since childhood, ignoring it becomes impossible.From awkward high school beginnings to quiet domestic mornings, their story is one of slow-burn love, of shared spaces and unspoken fears, of warmth, laughter, and everything in between.But soulmarks don’t just mean love…some marks mean fate.And fate always have a plan that doesn’t always lead to forever, no matter how hard you gasp onto hope…⸻In this fanfiction I hope to make you chuckle, kick your feet happily at the love those two share and cry in heartbreak with me :) sorry not sorry! (Yell at me in the comments if you want <3)(Ps: this is my first work please be soft on me)
        Contents: Chapter 1: The name
    

    


      
        
          
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    Kenma doesn’t believe in fate.He believes in probability, in algorithms, in input and output. He believes in the way code compiles, the way servers ping, the way human patterns can be predicted with enough data. He believes in low brightness settings and noise-cancelling headphones and the comfort of knowing where his next save point is.But fate? No.So when he wakes to find a name scrawled in inky black script across the soft skin of his wrist, he doesn’t panic. Doesn’t scream. Doesn’t cry.He stares at it.Tetsurou Kuroo.He stares until the edges of the letters blur.The morning light filters through his curtains in pale, dusty streaks. His dorm room is quiet—too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes your thoughts echo louder. Outside, a delivery truck hums past. In the hallway, someone drops a stack of books. His phone buzzes once on the nightstand. Kuroo.[Kuroo]: u up?
[Kuroo]: heading your way with coffee. don’t ghost me, kenma.Kenma rolls onto his side, pulling the blanket up over his mouth. His wrist itches. He doesn’t respond.⸻He doesn’t look at the name again until Kuroo is at the door, grinning like it’s still high school and they’re still invincible.“Yo,” Kuroo says, offering a paper bag in one hand and a can of black Boss Coffee in the other. “You look like a drowned cat. You okay?”Kenma nods mutely, tugging his hoodie sleeve down to hide his wrist.“Didn’t sleep,” he mumbles.Kuroo shrugs like it’s nothing. “Same. Midterms are a parasite.” He flops onto Kenma’s futon like he owns the place—he kind of does, in spirit—and starts unwrapping pastries.Kenma watches him. Watches the way his hair is still messy even after all these years, like he’s always just run a hand through it one too many times. Watches the way he smiles with his whole face, still, like he hasn’t yet figured out that the world doesn’t always smile back.Kenma feels the weight of the name beneath his sleeve like a ticking clock.He doesn’t say anything. Just sits beside Kuroo on the edge of the bed, close enough for their knees to touch.⸻The first time Kenma met Kuroo, he was seven, and Kuroo was loud.Too loud. Too tall. Too much.Kenma didn’t like people, and people didn’t like him. They tried to change him, and when that didn’t work, they left. Kuroo didn’t try to change him. He just sat next to him on the swing set and talked about cats until Kenma responded.Kenma didn’t realize until much later that that was Kuroo’s way of reaching out. Not demanding anything. Just… being there.He’s still doing that. Even now. Sitting in Kenma’s room like the world hasn’t changed, like nothing’s wrong.Kenma swallows around the lump in his throat.⸻The name is a death sentence. Not literal—Kuroo isn’t dying now. But it means he will. Soon. Months, maybe a year, maybe less. The name only appears once fate has made its decision.Kenma could tell him. Could scream it in his face.
You’re going to die, and I’m your soulmate. I didn’t even know until it was already too late.
But what would that change?He doesn’t want pity. Doesn’t want to see that look on Kuroo’s face. Doesn’t want to spend whatever time they have left suffocating under the weight of goodbye.So he keeps quiet.⸻“Kenma,” Kuroo says, his voice softer now. “You’ve been weird lately.”Kenma shrugs, eyes still on the coffee can in his hands.“Same as always.”“Liar.”Kenma glances up, and for a second, Kuroo’s smile falters. There’s something unspoken hanging between them—some tension neither of them knows how to name. Maybe Kuroo feels it too. Maybe he doesn’t.“Wanna get away for a while?” Kuroo asks. “Like old times. Just us.”Kenma’s stomach turns.“Why?”Kuroo grins, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Why not?”Kenma stares at his wrist beneath the fabric. At the name he never asked for. The future he can’t change. The one person he’s ever… maybe…He nods.“Okay.”And somewhere inside him, something starts to fracture.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          Heyo dear readers uhm…. Sorry from the start? Also English isn’t my first language I hope my writing is enjoyable anyways :) I hope you enjoyed the first chapter <3 see you in the next one'
User: Can you transmate the chapter into Chinese?
User: Can you transmate the chapter into Chinese?
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