part 1 - the beginning

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(akaashi's pov)

Ever since I was a fair bit younger, I'd always stood out in crowds, no matter how much I tried to blend in.
You see, for years now, the world has been dull, and muted, not a bright, lively colour in sight. Everything looked asif a thin coat of grey paint had been splashed along it, from the formerly arctic blue sky, to the once mossy green grass.
As I've said, I always struggled to blend in with everyone, and everything, else in this depressingly, dark world, as for some reason I was never affected by this miserable grey coating.
I still had a look of life to me (many people looked almost corpse-like due to the darkness) and others didn't seem to be too fond of this.
All throughout my childhood I was always picked on and bullied for being so different.

I felt so alone, I was the only one...

or so I thought.

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