Everyone has a label. They are classified as something whether by race, gender, color, ethnicity, status, condition... you get the idea. Whether you realize it or not, we've all put a label on someone. Stereotyped them. Put them into a category which you think they fit into. Sure labels are wrong, but we, as humans, can't help but judge things. This is a story of when society solely survives on labels, lives off them, and would seize to exist without them. But are these labels really are worth anything?
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"You can always kill the rebel, but you will never kill the rebellion..."
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.