I ain't never felt this much pressure on my shoulders. I've always been a good lil nigga. I've worked hard and made moves other niggas couldn't make. I've been solid and tried to hold everything down. Now, I'm here...in a courtroom filled with people I ain't never seen. Asking me what felt like a million questions. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘏𝘪𝘮 𝘔𝘳.𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳? 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶? 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦? The atmosphere in the room became tense. Everyone was staring at me intensely, assuming the worst as if I was already guilty. I received snickers and glares. I had my head held up high, I wasn't lettin nobody playin me into guilt. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰... Deangelo has never felt at home. His mother, victim to domestic abuse, has been on the run from her abuser, leaving Deangelo and his mother to move constantly. Until his mother decides it's finally time to settle down in the neighborhood where he grew up. He meets King who becomes his best friend and like a brother, but when he meets his little sister, Ayanna...sparks start to fly. Infatuated by her, he tries to get closer constantly. Leaving her with no way to breathe and butterflies in her stomach. But what will they do when obstacles come their way, and fears of the past arise?