Nico's P.O.V
My soulmate tattoo was the complete opposite of me. Are you kidding me? I wholeheartedly believed it was a joke when I first saw it. I convinced myself that my sister snuck into my room and put one of those fake temporary tattoos on my wrist. The only way I knew it was real was after I scrubbed my wrist under water and soap for and hour and it was still there, pristine as ever.
My tattoo is a yellow sun and what looks like a first aid kit. What the hell man?! This is not what I wanted. I can't deal with obnoxiously bright people. They make my head hurt.
So now I have a sun on my wrist. That is great, just great. I'm fine.