Life isn't some cliche, there is no south side,north side, west side east side, but there was the hood, the ghetto, the dump, and there was the rich side, the perfect side. Some were fortunate enough to be born, raised, moved, or just living in general, on the perfect side, others not so much. In life people are taught a deception between good and evil, savior and a lost cause, but what if it's the other way around, "hoods" are not as bad as they're always made out to be. Let me prove it.
Of all the people you were expecting to save you, it wasn't him. And, of all the people you were expecting to keep you around, it definitely wasn't him. Yet, here you are anyway, and you're learning things from him that you never thought you'd find out.
I'm sorry, I'm shit at blurbs. I promise I'm better at writing books.