Different (Scomiche)
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Everyone was the same.
You wake up, change into the same outfit, and then go to school.
Society made you all equal, so no person was different from another.
If you were strange, you were diagnosed as a Different. For everyone was to wear the same things, act the same, and love the same.
A normal person would fall in love after they were twenty to someone of the opposite gender. Marriages were considered a hassle, so you would not have a ceremony, just decide if you wanted to be married or not. Once married, there was no divorcing.
For if you were not normal, you'd be coded. Normals wear white, Differents wear black.
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