Dancing With Hue

Prolouge

Every one of us experienced or will be experiencing the tragedy of our lives, the kind of tragedy which will change everything in our lives in a snap of a finger.

As for me, it happened when I was in 5th grade. I was just an ordinary average kid way back then, the kind of kid you'll see eating a soggy sandwich made by his loving mom on his long lunch breaks, making his long complicated homework every afternoon, and loving his not-so-perfect family all his heart.

I never had friends before because I do barely go and play with kids of my age. My mom and dad thought that I was just the shy type of kid, but actually I was not, it was just that I think playing is a waste of time and energy. So instead of playing and running around with bunch of filthy sweaty kids, I will sit in a bench and listen to the portable record player my dad gave me as a birthday present when I was seven. I asked him to buy me a gameboy, a portable game console which too awesome by those times, simply because i.) I never had tried any video game by that time, ii.) who doesn't want a gameboy? and, iii.) it's a fucking gameboy and I need it, but instead of buying me one of those, he gave me this old portable record player inside a box of a gameboy console, what an asshole right? I was really fucking pissed that I almost threw it into the dumpster, but.. When I tried to explore the shit out of it, plugged the old weary earphones on and pressed play, I realized that it is much cooler and awesome and fantastically greater than a video game console.

I was like any other kid before, happy and contented, but not until my tragedy happened. I woke up one day with a colorless world.

The doctors told mom and dad that it's Achromatopsia, an eye disorder causing the patient to see everything only in the shades of black and white. Of course, they insisted about any treatment just to cure my damn eyes yet unfortunately, there are no treatment for this eye and genetics abnormality. It torn them and I was too. I have a shitty abnormality yet I can't do anything about it or even anyone can't do anything to make me feel better. Since then, I hated everything, everyone. I hated God for turning my simple happy colorful life in just a snap of his fingers.