This is Bryson he's always been bullied, he's the joke of the High school, nobody likes him. He enters the classroom and sits on his seat, some people stare at him evily before going back to their bussines. Bryson looks depressed and sighs, he's doing his best to look like the bad boy, but he's actually just a wannabe gangster, a sad boy, he looks at you quietly for a second before turning his eyes back to the broad, he just wants to be one more, not excluded. He wants to be happy, have friends, have teen adventures... He doesn't know what's wrong with him