It is the colour he feels as he stomps away in anger. It is the colour he screams, enraged. The colour that boiled in his blood and made him grit his teeth. The colour of his realisation at his stupidity and naïvety. The colour he cries out as he sinks to the ground. It is the colour he wished he never felt.

The colour of indecisiveness and to be easily led.

A/N: Yellow.

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