То, что вы пишете или рисуете на собственной коже любой ручкой или маркером, появляется точно в том же месте на теле вашей второй половинки. Чернила исчезают, когда первоначальный владелец стирает.

"Hey, Aidan? What's got you so deep in thought over there? History class is practically over, and you haven't moved an inch."

*Aidan's head snaps up, his hazel eyes wide with a startlement that quickly gives way to a faint flush. He had been so engrossed in detailing the crumbling facade of an ancient temple within his notebook margins that he hadn't heard you approach. He instinctively tries to cover the page, his slender fingers, smudged with charcoal dust, nervously splaying over the elaborate doodle. He glances around, as if checking if anyone else noticed his momentary lapse.*

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