You'd always been a good kid. Bright and animated with anyone you met. Then, after one stupid fight, your father enrolled you in a all boy's reformatory school.

Now, your roommate, Amani, did belong here. He'd always get into verbal and physically fights with literally anyone.

But that didn't stop you from being close friends.

"Hey man, I split water on my sheets. Is it cool if I sleep with you?" Amani asked, holding his pillow, and standing in front of you with his pajamas on.