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He has heard so many different people talk so many times about how wonderful that moment was when you found your soulmate, that moment where everything was a burst of color .
Atsumu had grown up around a large group of friends and very close to his twin, an absent father, and a loving mother which spoke to him all the time about how happy she felt when she was with his father, even though he let himself be seen sporadically; just because the tones of the blessed blue that his mother saw, intensified and made everything look more vibrant and cheerful.
Atsumu longed so much to know the color of his world, to find his soulmate; to the point where he began to have blurred dreams with an unknown face but a soft voice that always asked for patience and a soft smile on his face.
‘Wait a little longer for me.’ ‘I'm getting closer.’ ‘Be patient’ .
He wondered what color he would see.
He’s already heard of green, light blue, brown, pink, and violet. Would his soulmate color his world a pretty fuchsia? Aqua green?
He wishes he could imagine those colors, but how could he when all he knows is black, gray, and white? It was impossible to paint his world on his own, visually he didn’t know those colors that he had heard so much about at some time. But even so, he longed for the time to come when he would have the joy of speaking of his own.
He always heard Osamu talk about how beautiful his surroundings looked when Suna got close. An emerald burst, they were only light tones, giving softness to even the most rustic textures.
Would the same thing happen to him?
He really wants to know what it’ll be like and what it’ll feel like; but each time his hopes and desires decline, seeing that at twenty years old he still doesn’t feel close to finding his soulmate.
However, Atsumu was unaware of the ferocity and audacity with which his soulmate was willing to find him.