(Unknown) They were as blue as the deepest of seas, sparkling with life and hope, framed by black-rimmed glasses. A stark contrast to your own dull, apathetic, desolate eyes. It was something that both saddened you and made you happy at the same time. 'At least someone in this cruel world is happy.' (The picture does not belong to me. All characters (excluding yourself) and Homestuck belong to Andrew Hussie. The story belongs to me.)