Akaashi stared at the paper in his hand. He had black untidy short hair and sea green eyes. He wore a light gray uniform with a blue tie. He was unaware of the colors he displayed, as he was colorblind. His foster parents previously had labeled all of his art supplies for each color for him to know which to use as directed. The grays of yellows and greens all looked the same to him. Everything did.
Bokuto was walking out of his dorm right when he saw a boy with beautiful sea green eyes stare at him. Bokuto had spiked gray and black hair with golden eyes. He wore the same uniform as Akaashi. Bokuto blushed instantly. He's so hot! He instantly thought.
The boy spoke to him. "Uh, excuse me. Do you know where class F-5 is?"
"Oh! You must be a first year?" Bokuto replied that quickly. Was it too quick? He was already embarrassed.
"Uh, yeah. Do you, or?..."
"Yeah, I do! Follow me!" Bokuto grabbed the boy's wrist and began to walk. "I'm Bokuto!"
"Akaashi."
"That's such a pretty name!!" Bokuto awed.
"Uh, thanks.." Akaashi looked around, staring at the black and white walls. "Is it bland to you, Bokuto-san?"
"Hm?"
"The walls."
"No? Haven't you seen each new color every hallway?" Bokuto raised an eyebrow.
"No, sorry. I'm colorblind. Glad to know this place is colorful, though."
"Oh! Omg, I'm so sorry!!" Bokuto pleaded, "Please forgive me!"
"It's nothing. You didn't know, Bokuto-san. Nobody can tell unless they're told."
"I guess you have a point.. Can we be friends, Akaashi?"
"I suppose why not," Akaashi replied simply as they arrived at classroom F-5.
