Awake

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It's been a few days and Jeon is still acting really sweet. Maybe... this was his real self?

I sat watching the beautiful golden sunset when Jeon creeps up next to me. "What color is it?" he asks.

"The sunset?"

"Yeah."

"It's golden, pink, red, and every shade of orange," I said, smiling at the beautiful sight.

"I only see black, white, and gray," Jeon says, frowning.

"I know..."

~~~~~ A Week Later ~~~~~

"Yura?" Jeon calls from the veranda of his house. I open the door to get outside and stand next to Jeon in front of a beautiful pinkish purple sunset. "What colors is this sunset?" he asks.

"Pink, purple, and lots of blue," I replied, sighing at the beautiful sight. I was almost forgetting that I was being held captive in this place. I mean... Jeon was being so nice and different!

Jeon turns to me, grinning. "I feel so awake. You know, every day watching the sunset and learning its color names... If only I could see the color."

Huh?? Him? See color? I give Jeon a weird glance. Was he indirectly saying he wanted to join COLOR or what?

Jeon suddenly reaches out and grabs my arm. "Yura... please teach me how to be awake. I don't want to live in a drowsy world full of black and white. Please help me see color."

I'm in shock. I don't pull back my arm from Jeon's grasp, but I don't answer either. How could Jeon, the American director could be persuaded so easily to become a rebel? It seemed kind of fishy. But then again he seemed so sincere... His wide chocolate eyes seemed so innocent...

I nodded. "I'll help."

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