Jung Hoseok, who was born unable to see any color, had been living in a black and white world for many years. Until the day he met Min Yoongi, who was being chased, he accidentally discovered that he had brilliant colours.
What kind of sparks would...
"You should have gone to the washroom to change!" "It's just a change of clothes. Why bother..." "I'm going out first!" Yoongi went out of his office and stood there leaning against the wall. 'It's better to wait out here. Even though he doesn't have good taste in fashion... He's got quite a hot figure...' "I'm done!" Hoseok came out and pulled Yoongi's hand. "Huh?! What are you doing?!" "Look... It fits me well~ Ahahahaha." He looked at the t-shirt he was wearing. 'Wow, I can see the colour now.' 'What's up with that?!' He gave him a wierd look. "I'm gonna change too, don't you dare come in." "Okay~" 'We should have just changed together just now...'
He went inside and closed the door behind him. 'Even though he didn't do anything to me last night, he still likes to touch me randomly. Actually, it's kinda weird. I was so mean to him, but he still insisted to stay by my side. Is he doing this just for this short-term job? Regardless, he went to that extent for me... I should be able to trust him, right? Ever since I was young, no one went to such great lengths to protect something that I care deeply for. This fella... Even though he might seem reckless, he's still quite reliable during crucial moments...' He thought to himself while changing.
"Follow me." "Where are we going?" "Where I work." "Ah! You're letting me in!" 'That means I'm not getting fired!' Hoseok was very happy that the older was letting him come with him. "Gimme a hug..." "Don't touch me!"
Hoseok's POV:
We reached Yoongi's studio and that place was soo amazing. "Wow!" Is this where professional designers do their work?! Impressive, what an admirable job... Suddenly something caught me eye. I picked them up. "Eh? What are these? What colours are they?" "You can't tell the colours?" Oh no, why did I say that out loud? If he found out that I'm colour blind...
'You're colour blind? Then why are you learning art? You're wasting our resources.' 'You can't even differentiate between red and blue! We're not teaming up with you!' 'You should just wear black or white. Just look at what you bought, ahahaha~' 'You should leave, our company will not hire disabled people!'
All the things that people said to me these years started replaying in my mind. All this time, whenever someone else find out that I am colour blind, I would be ostracized and discriminated against by those 'normal' people. Will he... Look down on me too? "It's only natural that you couldn't tell them apart." I came out from my thoughts when I heard him speak. "Those who don't have any background in art education find it hard to tell apart these colours charts. It's normal that you haven't heard of these less-known colours~" Thank goodness he misunderstood me... I proceeded to keep them back but they slipped from my hand and fell down. "Oh no!" "I just arranged them..." "S-sorry..." "I need to rearrange them again..." He crouched down and picked up the charts saying the names of the colours. "Mint green, coral red, peach blossom pink, lunar white, pearl green, turquoise blue..." It turns out there are more colours than just red, yellow, blue and green... There are so many different shades, they all have nice names... I could not have imagined what they would look like by myself... "Hey, hey~ What's wrong with you?" "It's nothing. You sure know a lot!" But now with him by my side... Everything is different...
"Lately, a colour-blind girl who studies designing has become a hot topic among the public... Even though she is born colour-blind, she still aspires to become a professional urban designer..." News was playing on the television. "Under a special education system provided by charitable organizations... The girl has earned her certificate in graphic design. In the future, she will continue to challenge herself and pursue her dream to become a designer with the help of kind-hearted folks..."
She is colour blind... Just like me... "That's great, even a colour-blind person could become a designer!" "That's just chicken soup for the soul." He got up and turned off the television. "A colour blind person dreams to become a designer? She should have recognized her abilities and limitations." "She only wanted to pursue her own dream..." I said. "Everyone is born with restrictions." He came near his desk. "It's fine if she just wants to be an art hobbyist. If she really did become a designer in the future, does that mean those who work with her are going to help her pick out the colours all the time like her teachers in the charity? If that's the case, is she still considered someone capable of producing her own designs?" Ha was saying with a serious expression, staring at the charts in his hand. "Humans have always dreamed of pursuing things they can't achieve. But the truth is, they are just shoving their hardships and responsibilities to people around them in the end." I feel bad, but what he said is true... Judging by his attitude... Would he let me stay if he knew that I'm colour blind? "Then... What if there is a colour blind person among your employees?" I asked. "Will you send them away?" "Not gonna happen." Thank god... "Because, I wouldn't let them in my studio in the very first place."
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