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The stones repeatedly made their crunchy noises, the water making them all damp and coated with sand. He picks up a lone black stone, wet sandcorns rubbing onto his fingers. He lets it drop onto the slightly lighter grey sand road.
His name is Dave Strider, and he doesn't think he'll ever escape this grey tinted world.
He makes it to school, always being late usually, but today he actually made it to hear today's program. Oh, new kid.
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His smile-plastered grin was a constant, all throughout school, especially because today is his first school day! Throughout the drive, graciously provided from his dad, he always had a lingering feeling that maybe, just maybe, he'd see his soulmate in the new class, or just school in general.
He's always believed it, the stories his dad would tell him about how him and mom would see the colors of day and night together. He always asked him if he still saw colors without mom. He was little when he asked, and he never answered, but now, as a sixteen year old, he knows.
Mom is dead, and dad can't see colors anymore. It's not a nice thought, and he shoots it down every time he remembers it.
The grey class door opens in front of him, and he sees different nuanced grey heads turn to examine the new kid. He does notice that there's a few kids not doing so, but they eventually do. Except one. He's resting his chin in his hand, staring out the unopened window. It irks him just a bit. Even through the introduction, he doesn't look at him, returning to some papers in front of himself.
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He's just about finished with a sketch of a character he's been working on. A greyhaired girl, with big light grey deer antlers. Sometimes he'd wish he could color her. But colors don't exist, duh. He sighs contently when history's over. And he barely noticed the crowd of girls a few seats next to him. Riight, new kid. Who cares. He's- well for once he's getting his attention because just for a split second, he sees a flash of something, and he lifts up your sunglasses in hope of seeing it again. Nothing. Nothing.
His mind felt dizzy, and he rushed out of the class, people just guessed he was busy. Before he leaves though, he does manage to say out, just above a whisper.
"Blue."