Ciel keeps his world muted, careful not to let anyone see the colors he hides beneath. Not until Cyan brings a quiet light that spills like color across Ciel's hidden corners- soft, impossible to ignore, slowly painting the shades he had tried to keep in shadow. Through shared glances, hesitant trust, and the unspoken understanding that grows between them, they find themselves drawn closer. But what happens when being seen feels just as terrifying as being hidden?

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