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IMAGINE A WORLD WHERE EVERYTHING IS BLACK & WHITE UNTIL YOU MEET YOUR SOULMATEâS EYES. SEND ME âáŚâ TO MY MUSEâS REACTION TO THEIR WORLD SUDDENLY BECOMING COLORFUL AFTER MEETING YOUR MUSEâS EYES. --- boywiththes
  Bart never did have much reason to hover around Conner. Not that he could stay still long enough to do so anyway, but you get the point. But, no one else was around right now, and he figured âOh, might as wellâ. Becauseâreallyâwhy not? No harm, no foul.Â
 It was all fine and dandy until Bart flashed the taller boy a wide grin and looked him in the eye for the first time in, well, ever.Â
  He nearly doubled over when color burst into his vision and nearly blinded him. His eyes stung and he yelped; his hands immediately flew to cover his eyes. The boy fell into a round of wincing and grumbling and blinking the spots out of his eyes.
  Color? Heâs heard thatâs only supposed to happen when you find that special person. Bart doesnât know how people could figure that out around the blinding pain, but fine, sureâwhatever you guys say.Â
     âI didnât know this was supposed to be so painfulââ He groaned and rubbed the tears out of his eyes. âRomantics suck. Who said this was a pleasant experience?â
He chances a peek up at Conner, whoâs in full color and has, surprisingly, the prettiest eyes heâs even seen (not actually saying much considering everyone sees in black and white but shut up).Â












