Trevon, or Trey for short, has reached his senior year in the school he refers to as "the school of delinquents". What awaits Trey as he struggles with love, his dreams, and simply finding himself in the gritty city of Chicago?
(Myaa parks in front of Trey's house with Trey in the passenger seat)
Trey: ...
(Myaa takes out a blunt and lights it)
(Myaa looks over at Trey)
Myaa: Something wrong?
Trey: ... No, nothing at all.
Myaa: ... You sure —
Trey: YES... Yes, I'm sure.
Myaa: ... Mhm!
(Myaa takes a puff at the blunt)
(Myaa gives the blunt to Trey)
Trey: ... *Sigh*
Trey
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Trey: I'm sorry. I'm just so tired of trying. Like... I do this every time. I don't know why I fall for the same type of person... But I guess it's not just that. Today... I opened up to a girl in the Neuro kitchen group... And after that I let her know how I felt about her.
Myaa: A girl in the group?
Trey: Yeah. I kinda took a liking to her just because I saw a lot of similarities between us and she's pretty and smart. She's probably out of my league but I thought I had nothing to lose with how much I was already sad and depressed... But I was wrong. She let me down easy.
Trey
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Trey: But that's when I knew I wasn't good enough... Probably not for anybody.
