Matchmaking?

William got up from his seat and approached Marion who was still standing still in her original place. He felt the wound on the girl's neck. Exactly the same as him. On the same side, with the exact same size, shape, and even severity.

Marion did the same. And they both screamed in pain at the same time.

"Can any of you explain what all this means?" Marion asked, looking at Ange, then looking at her boss who was still standing in front of her. William turned to Ange, throwing the responsibility on the middle-aged woman who was already like his mother.

The woman got up, then approached the two of them, grabbed William's shoulder, and then patted him.

"Ouch!" shrieked Marion, which made the three of them look at each other. "What does this mean, Ange?" the girl asked, not understanding. She had never experienced this before. Again strange events beyond the understanding are happening to her.