Yunho hated the rain. It was sticky on his skin and plastered his hair into thin strands on his face.  There was the smell, that moldy stagnant dampness that clung to the ground long after the rain stopped. 

But most of all, he hated the rainbows that came after the storm, the obnoxious slash of colors across the sky, as if their stupid cheerfulness was supposed to make him feel better. 

Yunho is a troubled foster kid who makes it a habit not to get along with anyone. So when his social worker forces him to start volunteering at a mental institution, Yunho is fairly certain that this is punishment for both him and the patients. What the hell is he supposed to get out of spending time with a bunch of psycho freaks? 

But Yunho isn't expecting to meet someone like Jaejoong, who seems to know more about Yunho than Yunho knows about himself. And those eyes that see too much, know too much, and don't say a word will follow him into his nightmares...