[ WP ] A character who only sees in black and white suddenly encounters someone in color , but do n't make it a love story .

I woke up. 
 
 Today was like every other day. I fixed myself a nice breakfast, a cup of coffee fresh out of the pot, and grabbed my coat to go for my daily run. 
 
 I ran outside and looked up at the sky. It looked the same as it did every other day I looked at it. I turned the corner and ran past all of the trees and cars that I see every day. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. 
 
 After my run, I was quite tired, so I sat down on my front porch, and looked up at the sun as it held itself up in the sky, hanging there. That's when I met him. 
 
 I did n't notice anything at first really, until he said hello. I looked down at him, and as I said hello back, I noticed that he was... illuminated. I ca n't put my finger on it, but he *looked* different. He had something I can only describe as a different shade than everything else. I did n't know what to make of it, he was... colored. 
 
 How could this be, I thought. Color was something only spoken of in myth and legend, which no man had witnessed for generations. Was I going crazy? Was this really happening? 
 
 As I stared at him in a confused stupor, he spoke to me in a very normal voice. 
 
 `` You can see my color, can you not?'' 
 
 His voice was distinct, yet calm and soothing, and the words seemed to sound brighter as he spoke to me, yet his face was very serious as he said this. 
 
 `` Y-yes, I can see you. But how are you possibly colored? I mean... is this real? ``, I managed to blurt out, immersed in confusion. 
 
 `` Oh its real, fR3aK0225'', he said to me, his face unmoved. 
 
 `` How do --'' 
 
 `` I know your name? Because you're one of us, fR3aK. You see, millenniums ago, all humans could see as you see me. Vibrant colors illuminating the world, of all different shades and varieties. Trees are green, the sky is blue, and skin is different for every person. However, to see these things takes years to master and perfect your vision. Yet, you and I are just a few of the thousands who can see these colors.'' 
 
 What he said confused me. Could this really be true? It must be, or else how would I be seeing him so clearly in color? 
 
 `` Well... if I can see you in color and you can see me, where are the other thousands of people you say can see like you? ``, I asked. 
 
 `` We can not have our kind running around this world without discretion. There is a place for people like us. A safe haven, if you will. An organization of people just like us, where you can learn to master your art.'' 
 
 `` I want to master my art. I want to see everything for how it really is, in all of its beauty and magnificence. I do n't care where it is, or how far. I need to see clearly.'' 
 
 `` You will soon, in good time. Do not worry, just pack your bags with whatever you would like to bring, and when you are ready, we will find you and take you there'' 
 
 These words sent chills up my spine, yet I knew it was what I needed to do. He began to walk away slowly, looking up at the sun in the sky as he did so. I wondered how he saw everything, and it only made me more eager. 
 
 `` Wait... what is this place called? Where everyone can see colors, the safe haven. Its got ta have a name, right?'' I asked at the last second. 
 
 As he turned around, he looked at me with the same monotone face he had been making. 
 
 `` We call it, Earth. We will see you as soon as possible'' 
 
 I packed my bags. I'm ready to see the world.
