"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

❝If you knew you only had few months left to live, would you learn to love? ❝ The seemingly last one hundred days of her life take an interesting turn when she meets this timid boy. To grasp the freedom and memories that were unpredictably taken away from her, he would take drastic measures; yet there was only thing for him to convince her with. Nuclear lilac and the voices drawing her closer to her home. ❝I would, even if there was a way to escape together with you.❝