Sawada Tsunayoshi was orange, and a circle. Never ending, with no angles or edges, no beginning or end, he found himself the most boring person in the world.

Instead he found more interesting people around him, be it the dark red trapezium that was Mochida Kensuke, edged by his desire for popularity and his love for kendo, or maybe it was the yellow of Sasagawa Kyoko's star, shining brightly even at its darkest.

Tsuna would stare at himself and found nothing of note, the dullest of orange in his circle, no edges or motivations, no burning desire, he sees his desperation in a single image and feels nothing.

Instead he watches, watches as the shapes morph, blunt and dull, and sharpen and brighten yet again. He continues to watch, the world changing while he himself remains a dull orange circle.

Hello, I'm back :P but yeah, just a short announcement that I kinda randomly post stories on my AO3 account which you can check out if you want.

This might become an actual series since I adore the topic of synesthesia, so if you do want it to be a series, please comment and tell me what possible topics you'd like it to cover, or if you'd find it interesting in the first place. Thank you for reading :-)

Update: Okay, Tsuna doesn't exactly see the people as shapes, more like that's just how he sees his synesthesia. If I ever continue this, I would probably have to think a little deeper about how he sees things.