Yixing's eyes were special, he could see a person without actually having to see. He knew people in and out like he had known them since he was born, like they were the little bumps under his finger tips, the soft skin on his arms. He could tell when a person was lying from just the tone of their voice. Yixing was blind but yet he wasn't.

Just because the ability to see was depraved from him, just because he can't make out what orange looks like, what red is. Doesn't make him any less human. Kim Jongin seems to understand this, in a way he wishes to be like Yixing because Yixing doesn't judge based on appearance but on how people treat him; even if they treat him like he seems to smile and be kind to them. Jongin likes how Yixing can't see him because he thinks Yixing wouldn't like him, a boy who is filled with scars. Filled with years and years of destruction, caused by no one but himself.

But Yixing can see the inside and the inside is far more scarred and beaten, far more broken.

Yixing doesn't mind because he likes Jongin even if there are wounds that won't heal anytime soon.