A/N: I sort of apologize for 'Changes, Fiblainges!' It's probably the worst thing someone has ever written, but I needed to do it. Hope it made you laugh.

If you have no idea what I'm talking about, that is A-OK!

I know, I know, I should probably be updating "Fallen From the Sky', but this idea popped into my head and wouldn't leave.

This is a short intro prologue thing for the idea. Please tell me if it seems interesting. It's a different style from all my other stuff.

Enjoy, I hope.

Diss. Kah. Lame. Ur. : I don't own Glee. If I did, Will wouldn't be a terrible teacher, and Kurt and Blaine would take over the show.

Kurt Hummel didn't look people in the eye.

It's not as bad as it sounds. Kurt didn't have an honesty problem. He wasn't scared of people or anything.

Okay, that's a lie.

Kurt was terrified of people. Terrified of what he would see.

Again, it's not like that! Kurt didn't have an aversion to faces. He didn't automatically think people were unattractive! In fact, there were some people who were beautiful, in his opinion.

Take, for example, his friend Santana. She may have been a bitch, but she had nice tan, plump lips, and a sculpted nose, and when she really smiled, she smiled.

Others, well, they weren't so beautiful in his eyes.

Eyes…

Anyway, there will always be those who Kurt despises. Those people, the ones who hate him because of who he is; they are the reason he doesn't look people in the eyes.

Eyes.

Eyes!

Brown Hazel Green Blue Grey Black Gold Brown Hazel Green Blue Grey Black Eyes.

One on the right side of the nose, the other on the left.

Eyes.

Eyeball. Eyelash. Eyebrow. Pupil. Cornea. Retina. Iris. Lens. Rods. Cones.

Eyes.

Kurt looked some people in the eye, of course.

His dad. Burt Hummel had the kind of eyes that were vaguely hazel, gray, green, and blue at the same time. They were kind and stern and patient and loving and true and all things good. So much hurt, but so much caring.

Kurt knew, from many minutes in front of mirrors, he had the same.

Mercedes Jones, best friend. How could Kurt not look in her chocolate eyes? She knew all his secrets. It was only fair Kurt knew hers.

Finn and Carole Hudson, stepbrother (or bro, as Finn put it) and stepmother, respectively. How could he not? He lived with them. Finn was kind. He had made many mistakes, but really, he never meant to harm anybody. Carole used to be sad, Finn her only joy, but she is healing. Healing herself, and healing everyone around her. She is one of the kindest souls Kurt has ever come across.

Rachel Berry. Tina Cohen-Chang. Mr. Schuester. That one gym teacher in fourth grade who made him look him in the eye.

There are others, but he tries to forget them.

Then there is the occasional mistake. A passing stranger on the street, perfectly at eye level. A flash of color, and Kurt is swept out of himself.

And suddenly, they are no longer a stranger to him.

Funny how things happen.

Kurt has often heard "Eyes are the window to the soul." Every time he hears it, he laughs.

Funny how true it is.

He can't be surprised by the shocking experiences of another. When someone relays a silly anecdote, his laugh is forced.

Funny how sad it is.

A/N: Interested? Does it suck? Meh?

Love,

Lionesseye!