Prologue

We're supposed to follow 5 rules. But me? I go by one rule: survive.

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At the age of sixteen, we take a test. We take the test in school, in a classroom all alone. The Test is simply in paper.

After you've taken the Test, you are given a color.

Green means you're smart.
Yellow means you're happy.
Blue means you're sad.
Brown means you're unsure.
Red means you're angry.
Orange means you're aware.

Everyone else? Everyone else is to be prosecuted, considering they are dangerous. But I'm still alive. And I've never been given a color.

All I want to do is survive.