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"Carving her own route, not letting the other colors influence her and the ability to affect other colors."
That was Misaki. She was headstrong, competitive, and smart. That's what Takumi loved about her. The way she went around protecting everybody, be it female or male. How she always said she didn't need help, when in reality, she did. And the more he got to know about Misaki, the more he loved her.
Takumi was always passive and emotionless. It was like his feelings were removed from his body, detached in a way. But then, one night, he saw Misaki putting out the trash in a little maid uniform behind a café building and Takumi was interested. Interested in why she, the infamous demon president of Sekai High, would ever be working at a maid café. And as he began to learn more and more about her, the more he was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. The more time they spent together, the more Takumi's love for her grew. Until at night all he would dream about would be her stunning golden-brown eyes. She would haunt him in his dreams and during the day in his thoughts, always making him want to be nearby. And as his love grew, he started changing. He wasn't some emotionless rock that was unable to love or feel happiness anymore. No, he began to love, feel jealousy, and become, for once in his life… happy. Misaki taught Takumi all the emotions he lacked before. Misaki had colored his life.
A/N: So... that was it... :) Thanks for reading! :3