Dick had always moved through life like he was in a goddamn black-and-white movie, shades of grey swirling around him like a fog.

The vibrant colors that others took for granted felt like a cruel joke he could never understand. He was used to it—dancing in shadows, flipping through the air, the world muted around him, his heart heavy with the weight of the absence of color. But that day, walking down the crowded street, everything was about to change.

The bustling city was alive with the chatter of pedestrians, the honks of cars, and the rhythmic beat of music spilling out from open doorways.

He felt that same old familiar gray creeping in, dulling his senses. Then, just as he was about to cross the street, it happened.

Shoulders brushed—his and someone else's—and in that split second, it was like fireworks went off in his chest. Boom! Color exploded before his eyes in a brilliant rush of reds, blues, greens, and yellows!

It was overwhelming, and he stumbled, his breath catching as the vibrancy of the world flooded his senses. Everything shifted—trees were lush and green, the sky a brilliant blue, and the faces around him lit up with a kaleidoscope of emotions.

It was intoxicating.

"What the hell just happened?" he muttered under his breath, glancing back at the person whose shoulder had collided with his. His heart raced, and the chaotic sounds of the city fell away, replaced by the pulse of a new reality that felt too real to be true.

The colors weren’t just vivid; they were alive, each hue whispering secrets he’d never known.

For the first time, Dick could see the world in full spectrum, and it was fucking beautiful.

So damn beautiful that he didn't even notice the person that bumped on him staring at him, confused.

Why did he look so... Mesmerized?