All I see is black or white; there is no middle ground. The only time I see any kind of color is when I have something important to me. I remember when I was young, my world was filled with pink, blue and many other shades. I had a loving family consisting of my caring mother, hardworking father, and a loyal dog named Cocoa. It was the happiest time of my life, until one day everything changed. We were going on a family trip that I was looking forward to. My parents finally agreed, so we were going to Canada. I hummed a happy tune until my mother told me to take off my seatbelt and walk to the door. I looked around and saw that we were driving over a curved cliff. I didn't know what was happening, but I obediently did what my mother told me. I unbuckled my seatbelt and walked to the left door of the car. Looking at my mother, I saw her take off her seatbelt and get in the back with me. He took me in his arms and opened the door. "What are you doing? We're still driving," I said with a confused face. He just gave me a pained smile and slowly opened the car door. I could feel the wind blowing on my face and my eyes started to water because they were drying due to the strong wind. What is he doing? "I love you Alina," I heard my father say. "I love you Xiumin. Thank you both for making me the happiest man on earth." I looked up at my mother and saw a stream of tears rolling down her cheeks. "I love you too, Baekhyun," my father choked out between sobs. Was dad going somewhere? Before I could say anything, my mother jumped out of the car onto the hard ground and hugged me. We rolled on the sidewalk, rocks digging into my back, making me cry in pain. I climbed up... middle of paper..., staring at the stranger who had magically made his way into my life. “Please have a seat, Mr. Byun,” Mrs. Park asked with a frown. I went to my seat and sat down. "As I was saying, this is Kim Jongin. He is new and joining our class. Please welcome him and make him comfortable," he announced. "Neh~" the class replied. "Good. You will be seated next to Mr. Byun. Mr. Byun, raise your hand." I slowly raised my hand Jongin looked at me. Our eyes locked and his eyes pierced my soul and suddenly I felt exposed. He walked over to me and pulled out the chair to my right. “Nice to meet you, my name is Kim Jongin,” Jongin introduced in a deep, husky voice and held out a hand towards me. I was taken aback to hear his voice, but quickly recovered. I shook my hand and introduced myself. “My name is Byun Baekhyun.” His eyes were dark brown.