Not From Around Here

Not From Around Here

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In the heart of San Francisco, two worlds collide. Cici has spent her whole life on 3rd Street - a girl with long red dreads, a sharp tongue, and a reputation for holding her own in a neighborhood where weakness isn't an option. She knows her block, knows the people, and knows how to survive. Love? That's a luxury she doesn't believe in. Treyvon is the opposite - raised in the quiet suburbs, standing 6'5" with neat dreads and a calm, unshaken confidence. He's new to the block, staying with his cousin, and not looking for trouble... but trouble seems to find him the moment he meets Cici. From a corner store run-in to late-night conversations under streetlights, their connection grows - but so do the obstacles. Friends whisper. The neighborhood watches. And both Cici and Treyvon have pasts and pride that could pull them apart before they even figure out what they're feeling. Treyvon & Cici is a slow-burn, drama-filled urban love story about chemistry, trust, and the kind of romance that changes you - whether you're ready or not.
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