Baekhyun could never be one for self-pity. He could never be one for empathy. He could never be one for sympathy. He could never be those things again.
He locked himself away.
He locked himself away in his room. He locked himself away in his mind. He locked himself away in his heart.
The key was gone, all that remained was the memory.
Tears trickled down his cheeks.
They had made a mistake.
He wasn't well.
He was broken.
It would be their fault.
He was going to paint again. He was going to share his hidden color. His consuming pain.
He was going to splatter their canvas with the most beautiful of reds.
With his throat tight and his eyes glassy, Baekhyun managed to hoarsely whisper, "Can I paint you again?"
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End of part six.
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