Blinded Deku :BNHA:

Colored Colorless

I scan the room staring at the green, it was so wonderful, so vibrant and beautiful. I could have stared at it for hours had someone not knocked on my door.

"Come in," I shout as I stare at the green, not wanted to look away as If it would disappear.

"Are you doing alright," Someone says, I'm not sure who it is, there voice sounds familiar but I can't quite put finger on it, "We heard you screaming and crying, You sounded like you were being torn, limb from limb."

It's Kirishima.

"Y-yeah," I halfheartedly respond, still staring at the green, does this mean that the other colors were gonna come too, or was this it.

"Do you wanna come down and hang out with us, we have crackers," Kirishima offers, trying to coax me downstairs,

"U- Yeah sure," I agree, thinking that there would probably be more colors downstairs for me to look at.

We walk down to the elevator together and ride down in silence. The elevator beeps to a stop and we get to the main floor to be greeted by our friends. I see Tsuyu's green hair and a few green chairs scattered around. I smile wide in joy.

"Well you seem mighty happy," Uraraka greets me in her generally happy tone.

I nod and look around seeing if I can find any other colors. I don't see anything but a few green things hear and there so I sit down, trying not to stare a Tsuyu's hair and be creepy.

We talk for a little while before going to class, We all walk, together of course, and joke around as we make are way to class. By the time we get there I can see blue, I look out the window into the deep sky in awe, Aizawa having to snap me back to attention multiple time, even if I couldn't see the board.

By the end of the day I can see, green, blue, purple, and orange. I'm greeted by my navy blue room when I go up to wash up and go to sleep for the night, overjoyed at the sigh of all the color.

I flop onto my bed and stare at the ceiling in joy, pumping my fists in the air an almost screaming in excitement, it had been months since I had seen anything, now it was all flooding in like a tsunami of color. I fall asleep quickly despite all the adrenaline.

I wake up to see a burst of color, but I'm not in my room, I stand in a magnificent city, with neon lights and graffiti covering the walls, people waltz down the street with rainbow skin and bright colored hair. I wander the city, feeling out of place with my dull colors, having people stare at me in disgust, parents turning their children's attention away from me.

I get to the edge of the city, staring off into the desolate grey of the wasteland, the ground is barren and a freezing cold breeze sends chills down my spine. Not even a single person wanders the landscape, the entire place is dead.

I look back at the city seeing such a dramatic contrast with the people bustling around, going places.

Living.

I turn around again to stare back at the wasteland. Then I feel a hard shove and I tumble off the edge, falling down. The cold, hard ground getting closer and closer by the second.

I snap awake, the view of my room filling my eyes, in full color, the bright reds, blues, and yellows almost making my eyes sting.

I think back to the wasteland, such a stark difference between the living city and the dead landscape, but for some reason I know,

I've been there before.