ƒℓοωєя|A |flower of choice| had grown around their arm which wasn't an uncommon thing as almost everyone had one a point. The thing that made them special that the flower was never the same, that was unless the two were chosen by destiny to be together.

ϐℓαϲκ αи∂ ωнιτє| The world along with everything else was in nothing but black and white until Oc and Crush had met.

яє∂ ѕτяιиg| A red string was tied onto the pinkie of Oc and Crush, leaving it up to the two too find one another.

нαιя ϲοℓοя| The tips of Oc's/Crush's hair are the same color of crush, changing depending on what color Crush/Oc dies their hair.

νιѕιοи| Oc/Crush only see in shades of the eye color Crush/Oc has.

ραѕѕιοи| Oc/Crush's passion is tattooed onto a certain part of Crush/Oc's body