He felt like he was the only one struggling to keep himself from drowning. Watching others breathe easily, problem-free, normal. But then he starts to take notice to a colourful boy, whose hair colour keeps changing almost weekly. Maybe that someone will be the one to guide him through life and teach him how to swim. #*%*:*!! Okay so this is my first fanfic ever. I've had this idea for a while now and it started to bug the hell out of me. So for whoever is interested, enjoy (hopefully)!