In a world of black and white, Scott meets Mitch. In a world of black and white, you only see color when you meet your soulmate. In this world of black and white, what happens when you don't know if your "soulmate" is seeing the same color you are?

〝 "scott?" i said quietly, gaining his attention. "hm?" scott mumbled. i sat next to him and we didn't look at each other. "i'm sorry," i said after some silence. in that small, silent moment, i could feel my heart rip apart at my words and i nearly heard his breaking. "okay," he said very quietly, like as if he didn't want me to hear it, "i am too." and that's when mine completely tore. 〞 *** trigger warnings: this story includes the following ;; suicidal thoughts, depression, self hatred, mature language & one sexual/smutty scene. if you're not comfortable with any of those, i highly suggest for you to skip this book and go onto the next. { completed } { warning: this story is *extremely* old & poorly written!!! }