Why Do I Have Blue Rings Around My Eyes の小説・ストーリー

Essence took her baby and looked at the person who changed her life. “Hey my baby, you look so beautiful, you're perfect. WHAT THE HELL, what's wrong with my baby's eyes? How is that even possible is something wrong with her eyes?” Essence asked beginning to panic. “Calm down, the doctor said it is very rare and it is likely due to you having really light eyes. Her eyes are so light that her red blood vessels are reflecting off the lights causing her unique eye color. They may become darker as she grows, but there is no way to be sure.” Kymoni said as she smile at the baby who was now attacking Essence's boobs like she was robbing her.

And then there were my eyes. The previous day, I’d caught my reflection in a storefront window, just for a moment. My eyes had glowed—a bright, piercing blue that sent a chill down my spine. At the time, I’d dismissed it, blaming fatigue or a trick of the light. But now? Now I knew better.

I thought about her eyes. They’d been brown for six months straight. But there were these tiny moments, quick, easy to brush off, where the light hit them just right, and the color flickered. Not a big change. Just a weird edge-of-the-iris thing, like one frame from a different movie got spliced in. I’d always told myself it was the lighting, or I was tired, or the dorm fluorescents did weird stuff to colors. I wasn’t telling myself that anymore.

I walked towards the bathroom slowly, enjoying the sound of the trees rustling in the wind from a distance. I wash my hands then wash my face a little while in the bathroom. When looking at the mirror in front of me my eyes were glued to my reflection, a few drops of water still running down my face. My eyes which are green bluish are now more blue in color, I wrinkled my forehead while staring at myself. Maybe because of this bathroom light effect? But the longer I looked at it, the color of my eyes changed again until they were almost completely blue. My heart pounded as I realized the color was slowly changing again.

But now, Fenrir has returned—and his eyes are blue. Not just any blue. A brilliant, vibrant, electric blue that doesn’t merely glow—it moves, swirling like a live current of energy, as if lightning itself pulses within them. My mind stumbles over the impossibility, struggling to process what I’ve just seen. This isn’t normal. It isn’t natural. Is this some side effect of Fenrir being locked away for so long? Has his isolation twisted him into something else entirely? This can’t be real.