10th of October. Worst day of his life. No-one ever remembered why this day was important and he never mentioned it. What was the point? This year, he'd managed to avoid Iruka-sensei's offer of ramen and had just gone straight home. It hurt. Of course it hurt, but he never let that bother him. That pain was what reminded him that he needed to work hard so that one day, everyone would know why the 10th of October was so special. He closed his eyes, shutting out and the pain and allowed himself to drift off into sleep, there was nothing here to remind him of this pain. Nothing in his black dream world.
Dreaming? This wasn't dreaming. Something was wrong. It was too...white. His dreams were always black or grey, never white. Why was it so bright here anyway? Where was here? He looked around but all he could see was white. Blinding white. Wait...there was something else...something out of focus, blurry but definitely there. Colours. Red, yellow, green, blue, orange, pink, white. No black,