Color, In this world that's what defines you. It shows your wealth, importance in the world, career, and soulmate. Everyone tells you, 'follow what the color tells you, you'll find your path.' Simple right? The System is straightforward and does not lie, that's what everyone tells you; and I've always believed it. But, what if there was a glitch in the system? What happens when someone gets the wrong color? What if you disobey the system? Those questions were the ones I asked for years, only to get no answer. 'They never Lie.' They said. 'The colors can't be wrong.' They said. 'If you go off your path you'll be punished, be good.' They said. So then why? Why was mine wrong?

They all walk through hallways, streets, anywhere, with their heads held high. Their clothes and wrists full of gold, the color of succession in generations to come. They were always the top students in school and were treated as royalty. They were perfect in every way and nothing could get in their way.

This school is filled with them. But all they are, are snobby rich; they're far from perfect. They're bullies, rude, annoying, terrible. That's all golds are.

There's the ones who walk in the shadows; Blue. There labeled as the lowest of lows. They're all cold and heartless monsters, as everyone says. They're born into poverty and will forever stay so. They're horrible people, the type that become people locked in jails and mental estates. All of them deserve what they've got and should have no way to climb the ladder, and so they do. They pushed and pulled down the social ladder, kept at the very bottom.

Those two are in war, terrible war. They fight and quarrel anytime they come in contact. That's their role in the world; To fight each other. They take on opposite roles, so it's fate for them to fight.

But, of course, there's a middle ground to all of this. This includes multiple colors. Yellows and greens are next down the line.

Yellows represent happiness and ease in life. Greens have a peaceful life. They are content with anything and have an overall happy life.

Then there's the true middleground of colors, White. Were "colorless", the ones who have no say in anything. Better than the bottom of the ladder, but worse than the ones at the top. The true middle. I was born a white. I was taught to shut up and don't be an overachiever, but dont drop too low or you may be pulled by the system for straying off your path.

After you have Orange and red.

Orange is someone you'd consider lower-class. Most aren't cold souls, but aren't happy either. And reds are considered dangerous. They have small amounts of empathy, but can be "fixed" as people say, which is why red is so rare to see.

This is our hierarchy in this messed up world, and has been for hundreds of years. It will never change, nothing will change. Absolutely nothing. It will be like this forever. But this, this is not how this story goes. This story takes that and tells you how wrong this world is, how wrong people are about the system. 

AN: I dont know if I should continue this or not. This is honestly a random story idea that I have no plan for. Soooo...