Everyone has colors. Your aura is one color, and your voice another. Your color represents you and how you're perceived. You personality is either in your aura glow or the bold flow of your voice, maybe even both. Or, at least that's how it is to Jungkook. Most people he's ever talked to have had colors.
That random stranger he accidentally bumped into in the mall last weekend? He glowed a faint red. The words that flowed out of his mouth at the younger presented themselves as a fiery red. It signaled anger, making Jungkook avoid him further.
Some people might think it's weird, or even see it as a burden. But Jungkook thinks it's useful.
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Moving to a new school isn't easy. At all. Especially when it's in the middle of the school year, and even worse when you can't talk; it makes life a living hell. Meeting new people sucks, partner projects are a literal hell, and communicating in general with people is just a pain in the ass. And for the past few years, due to unfortunate circumstances, this is how Yoongi goes throughout his every day life.
Each day he wakes up alone, gets ready, and goes about his day. He ignores the majority of people around him, not wanting to have to try and write down everything he wants to say. It's easier to just people away. It's easier to be alone.
Most of the time.
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hello! Welcome back to black. For some reason, wattpad isn't letting me upload any more chapters to my other version of this book, soo until I can fix that, i will be uploading to this version. I'll probably end up deleting the other version after a week, so people know to switch over
Thanks for understanding peeps!
Love y'all!
-Haley
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Black {m.yg + j.jk}
FanfictionJungkook can see people's auras, either with how they react to things or with how they speak. Black is the only color he never wants to see. Yoongi is a transfer, and he doesn't speak. There is only one way for Jungkook to figure out his aura, and t...
