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[Jungkook's POV)
  It wasn't long till I'd get my official ranking. Only 3 more minutes, and I'll find out where I stand in this society.
   You see, our world is viewed as perfect. There's no crime, over population, aging, diseases, etc. However, once you've been here for a while, you'll notice all the things that make its "perfection" false.
   Like I mentioned earlier, citizens who are 18years old, like me, get an official ranking. If you get told gold, it means that you ly on the top of society, and live with only the richest of people. If you get told you're sliver, you're in the middle. However, a majority of people get told bronze, and are sent to the poorest lands.
    It's a corrupted system. And if you choose to not follow it, the consequences usually lead to death. Though, I'm the only one who knows this. Others are told that they're taken somewhere far away to a peaceful land, but actually; it's only what the government wants them to think.
   "Jeon Jungkook, please follow me." The lady instructed.
    I got up from my seat and did as told. She lead me into a room where there was only two chairs, and a large stamp on the table.
   "Sit," The lady yelled, pointing to the chair in front of me, "Waste my time and you'll have to deal with him."
   I did what she said and sat down on the chair. Once rested, the lady sat on her own seat and took the large stamper of the table,
   "Are you ready for your ranking?" She asked, looking at me with no emotion
   I skimmed my surroundings, and responded quickly with the answer, "Yes."
  Immediately, she took the large stamp and heavily pressed it on my right shoulder,
   "Fuck!" I screamed in pain.
    "3 more seconds." She said, still looking at me with no emotions

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  "Alright, lets see your ranking."
Slowly, but steadily, the lady raised the stamper off my shoulder.
   "So?" I asked, a bit intrigued on finding out my placement in this world.
   I turned to look at the lady who's eyes were completely in shock,
  "Jeon Jungkook, I'm afraid to say this but...."
   Did something go wrong? Am I going to die??
  "Your color is..," she paused, breathing in and out repeatedly before announcing my final color, "Gray."

AUTHORS NOTE:
   Sorry if this story sounds bad, I'm trying my best to make it really detailed (with good grammar). I hope you enjoyed it!!!

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⏰ Last updated: May 14, 2019 ⏰

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