I live in a world where the color of your hair defines your life. It defines social rankings, careers, and it divides families. After World War IV in the year 2195, our DNA went haywire, causing babies to be born with any color of hair that you can imagine, along with eyes to match.
Those born with colorful hair tend to be of higher ranks than those born with "normal" hair colors. People just prefer the, as it's called, "Designer Babies" over the "Boring Babies".
My name is Aureole Solstice, a rainbow, and I was born into the life of luxury, glamour, and power.All Rights Reserved