its the winter season. The quietest season. You decided to walk around a little even though you are blind. you know the way with all your heart

you came across a wall and you smelled paint. You got curious and went to the wall anf touched the paint. Suddenly someone talked

“Hey, don’t touch it. Its not dry” a boy’s voice said.

you removed your Hand and felt the paint on your hand and fingers. He came to you

“Are you okay? What are you doing here?” you turn to ‘look’ at him