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Ten had always seen people in colors. He'd see a little girl, surrounded by pinks and yellows; her mother, blues and greens with hints of brown and black. Each person painted out their personality and feelings unwittingly for him; the world a constant sea of tints, shades and values.
He knew people before he's even met them, and, honestly, life was getting a tad bit boring.
TenLisa Fic ;)