A single ray of light hits through the window of a room, frustrating a young man sleeping. His hand that was once outside the bed was now resting on his chest. It didn't last long until his face began to lightly burn. As he groaned and twisted around his bed, he brings his covers over his exposed face.

While a few minutes pass by, he slowly opens his eyes taking in the view of his covers. He let out a sigh as he began to slowly sit up bringing the covers down along the way.Once again the ray comes in for an attack as the young man frowns drawing his hand up in order to cover it. It didn't last long as he drew it back and began to stare around at his surroundings. Everything was quiet, just the way it's always been for George.

He began to stretch his upper body until he felt ready for this long day ahead of him, satisfied he removed the covers and began to leave the comfort of his bed.

"Good Morning" he spoke to himself as he stood up and gave one final stretch. Making his way to the bathroom,he stopped and stood right in front of the mirror as he rested both hands upon the sink.He started dozing off from his reflection but soon caught himself and returned to reality. Drawing his toothbrush near him, beginning his morning routine.

He placed his toothbrush down as he gave one more glance at his reflection. Upon examining his features, he gave one small smile but soon faded as he felt awkward staring at himself. He ran a hand through his hair. Soon after he looked away making his way towards the shower.

In another apartment complex was another young man in which was already ready for the day ahead of him. He finished fixing his bed and as he backed up to stare at his work, he gave a confident smile. "Wasn't that easy now?" he brightly assured himself as he went to retrieve his bag and placed it over his shoulders. He stood in front of the mirror as he checked himself out, satisfied with how he looks.

Golden dirty locks that occasionally fall in front of his eyes disrupting his eyesight but can be fixed by moving them back. His green eyes that some people say they fit the sight of an emerald stone. Wasn't that nice? Being compared to a stone. He didn't mind the comparison, he actually appreciated it.

His eyes landed on the mask laid on his desk, that once confident smile now faded. He turned to pick it up as his eyes frowned, "Easy now isn't it?" he muttered. He finished placing it and turned to see himself once more. He sighed as he sat down and removed the white mask, disappointment tracing his face.

Let's turn back to the young man who finished showering and was now fixing his dark blue tie. He gave a proud smile as his eyes fixated on the tie being able to see the color blue considering he has Protan Color Blindness, which is a red green color deficiency. The only colors he can really see are yellow and blue. He didn't mind it that much, after all he doesn't need colors to tell him something is beautiful.

He looked at himself, a white button up shirt with gray pants and a belt to secure it. He gave himself a smile, "You're going to do fine today, I just know it!" he encouraged himself. He went to go pick up his keys along with his bag and swung it over himself proceeding to head towards the door, ready for the day.

Author and Editor Note:
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