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Dream was never one to long for something unattainable, so when he realized he was absentmindedly reaching for the one thing he thought to be entirely out of his grasp, it felt like his whole world was caving in. Every bit of rubble and debris aimed directly at the newfound target on his heart. The only escape from his now dissolving reality is a song. He plays it on loop, hopelessly hacking away at the invisible chains which entrap and strangle his wounded heart. Little did he know, George, whom Dream thought to be the most unlikely person to reciprocate his feelings, was buried in the wreckage and suffocating in it long before he even realized his world was crumbling. Can the two of them save themselves from the tragedy that has shook their worlds, minds and hearts called "love" or fall victim to the infamous void that consumes every shred of hope in its path called "misunderstandings"... (A/N: in this story, while george IS colorblind I'll probably still describe colors even in his POV but just.. dont mind that ahah)