purple, purple

“Is everything okay?” Clean, daisies, freshly cut grass, mossy brick. It overwhelmed him.Sapnap was left stoic, one hand stuffed in his black locks, soothing the pain of the bump and the other lightly covering his mouth (and flushed cheeks) as the newcomer stood before him. Though Sapnap’s vision was limited, squinting through the throb and the music and the lights, he could faintly make out an enigma of icy blue and streaky blonde, a flash of pink swirled among black and a square of silver dazzled under maroon light. otherwise;Sapnap's a college student with a passion for writing. When he struggles to continue writing his romantic prose, red meets blue at the night club on his 21st birthday, and he thinks he finds a happy ending for everyone.