True Colors
Prologues

The gray gloomy sky, the accompaniment of crying sounded. White open wooden crates. Inside was a beautiful girl who was resting. The beautiful and graceful girl must meet her end, when girls of her age live life in full color.

Eyes closed, skin as clean as snow, body stiff, reddish brown hair, lips mute and a deathly pale face that has been given thin makeup. The girl was lying in a crate surrounded by Camelia flowers. The white dress wrapped her slender body into her last dress to 'go back'.

That day the funeral hall was really gloomy. A couple who kept crying over the girl's departure continued to be near the chest where the girl was lying. The mourners offered condolences and gave a wreath. They regretted the passing of that poor girl.

A boy stood in the corner of the funeral hall, wearing an all-black suit and constantly staring out the window. His eyes, toward the cemetery. Not a drop of water fell from him. But his face was very sad and angry. The boy then clenched his hand wrapped in white gloves.

It was time for the girl to be buried. The couple could only resign and declare that their daughter had to leave first. The boy closely watched the picture frame of the beautiful girl. Everything was heading towards the girl's final resting place. The girl was buried.

Moments after the girl was mummified, a rumble came. The rain came softly. The smell of soil and the scent of Camelia flowers are smelled. Wet soil and moist air enter the recesses of the lungs. Everyone scattered and left the place where the girl's headstone was placed. Only a boy remained standing. His gaze leads to the headstone.

The black coat is wet. The pantofel shoes were stained by the ground. His reddish brown hair became limp and he was getting more and more dissolved in his grief.

A middle-aged man, came up to him while carrying a large black umbrella. The middle-aged man immediately caressed the boy and hugged him. The rain is falling more and more. The two left the cemetery and returned to their homes.

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The look on his face seemed to show deep disappointment and regret. He regretted why he was not with her at the time. The regret continued in his day.

Twelve days had passed by him with such feelings. Until finally he decided to find out what was stuck in his heart and mind. He was determined to find what made the girl take his life.

The fangs will be reciprocated with fangs. Life will be paid for with life. Greed will be met with misery. Wrong can never be removed from the chain of truth.

It all starts with those who are greedy. They never care about the people below them and only use it as entertainment. They will close their eyes and ears to protect their communities. Drop each other, conflict with each other even to not hesitate to kill people. They dare to do that to those who disturb their 'game.

The girl's death must have been the beginning. Like a clue to uncover the biggest secret.

The boy continued to think about the case and even told certain people to provide detailed information on the case that reportedly always tried to end this. He finally decided to 'get into the tiger's nest'. Because that way, he'll get the truth for the girl's death.

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