He hated the color white.
It was all he saw, wherever he looked.
The walls, the outfits, the floors and bed sheets, everything was white.
Even the food consisted of rice, and rice pudding. White.
His own skin was as pale as the white clothes he had to wear.
There was no color around him. Never had been.
Just plain white.
And Earth hated it.
The only color he saw was the pitch black of his hair.
Earth had been locked up in an a psychiatric hospital for as long as he remembered. He never went outside, and so on, didn't know how the outside world looked like, apart from the scenery he saw from the movies he watched. He only watched animated movies, and he realized enough to know that the real outside world didn't look like that, but it gave him something.
It wasn't a case that he couldn't go outside, he just didn't want to. He felt like going outside would destroy the beautiful landscape around him, because he would mess it up with his own looks.
It was white that he saw. From day to day.
He wasn't in the psychiatric hospital because he wanted to. He had schizophrenia.
He never got to read his files, so he didn't know how long he had been here, or where his parents were. No one ever visited him, so he guessed his parents were long gone.
His sense of time was totally gone. He didn't know which season it was, nor what time of the year in general. He only knew time when it was his time to take his medicine, and go have lunch. Even his pills, were white.
Earth had stopped speaking at a very young age. For his own memory, he hadn't ever talked to the nurses. He only talked with one other patient, named Joong, and only when they were alone. The nurses had changed along the years, and none of them cared enough to check if Earth had ever been able to speak, so they just assumed he was mute, and left it at that.
Earth didn't know much about his condition. He just knew that he had to take medication for it. The only time of the day when he heard something other than medication related to his condition, was when he had to go to speech therapy.
So when he had his hallucinations, he believed them to be normal, and everyone else experiencing them as well. That's why he never told the nurses about them, not knowing what was real and what was not. He didn't distinguish reality from his hallucinations.
Earth's days were always the same. Everything happened at the same time, all over again, day after day, nothing changed. He didn't own a phone, and time in the hospital was overly boring. He spent his time watching movies, or actually, three Disney movies on repeat.
His ultimate favorite Disney movie was Alice in Wonderland. He watched it at least once a day, sometimes a few. He knew every line of the movie, everything that happened in the background and all the songs by heart. He just never sang the songs, not even to Joong.
Joong was different. He didn't care for Earth's movies, and only cared about how Earth's day had went. Earth didn't explain much, since everything was always the same.
Earth talked with Joong a few times a week. He went into Joong's room to chat with him. Sometimes they would play word games and talk about Joong's time when he was still outside. He had come into the psychiatric hospital just a while ago, but he didn't seem to have much to tell about the outside world.
Maybe it was white as well.
Why wouldn't it be?
Everything else was.
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White︱BenEarth AU
Hayran KurguHe hated the color white. It was all he saw, wherever he looked. . . . Thank you for 7K reads ♡