𝙴𝙽𝙷𝚈𝙿𝙴𝙽 × 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 | 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜

P.SH | Vivid

Member: Park Sunghoon × Oh Y/n
Genre: To be honest I don't really know at this point lol sorry
Warning/s: None 🙃
Requested: Nope, this is kind of inspired by Heejin's solo song 'ViViD' ya'll should listen to it, if you have time.

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"color me with many colors" - ViViD

Your POV

I woke up again, like every other day "I swear, this is just déjà vu, same things happen every day" I said to myself.

I peeked a look into my closet. All my clothings hanged there, all of it is black and white. Curiosity and the need for change suddenly filled me.

"Maybe I should take a walk outside. Maybe something new will happen" I prayed to myself.

Changing into my dull clothing I walked to a park. There weren't too many people but it wasn't bare either.

My eyes scouted the park again, a bench close by the vast lake. On that bench, it was him.

It was him who held your camera with such delicacy while he focused his gaze on the screen.

It was him who had his sketchbook out, mimicking the view onto those papers. It was him who colored my world, but I didn't know that yet.

He stood up ubruptly and observed the people. I flinched, not expecting that action. I had been hoping that he would come up to me, but he didn't.

He went up to several people, however it wasn't me. The way he easily walked up to people attracted me.

All I know is that after he spoke to them, he took a picture of them and thier bright clothing.

I wouldn't be lying if I told him that I was jealous that time. After taking his pictures, he took his seat on the bench again.

I decided to test my bravery and sat on the other end, admiring the beautiful pond while he worked.

"Hmmmmm.... Mmhmm" I heard him mumbled out. I tried sneaking a glance at him to see what was wrong, only to see him staring at me.

"Can I take a picture of you?" he asked  "Me?" I asked, unsure if he was talking to me or not "Who else?" he asnwered.

I simply nodded, trying to pose "Hmm.." I heard him, his mouth formed in to a straight line, he seemed displeased.

He was wearing a blue shirt and black ripped jeans, his backpack was next to him, the zipper slightly opened.

Rummaging through his bag, he pulled out a pink jacket. I was wearing a black pleated skirt and a plain white blouse with a black ribbon.

"I don't mean to offend you, but what's with the color? More like no color, color scheme?" he asked.

"I.... I don't really know either.." that's all I could reply "I would prefer color in my pictures" he said, I let out a little "ah" of understanding.

As I put the colored jacket on, I heard the clicks of his camera and looked over. My eyes meet up with the lens of his camera.