What we want is not majesty, not authority, because that represents fear.
What we care more about is friendship, warmth, and bonds.
A song, a memory, a friendship.
This is something all gang members can feel.
They are full of respect for me.
"Kenny!"
"Kenny!"
My name echoed inside the church again and again.
All the gang members stood by, surrounding me, at this moment, I was their king!
I was their hero, their brother, their guide!
Seeing everyone's recognition of me, Johnny's face turned ugly, this was what he least wanted to see.
Sofia was full of surprise.
I moved everyone with a song, solidifying my position.
"He was born to lead!" Sofia said softly, full of anticipation, her smile growing wider and her body trembling with excitement.
I raised my hand.
The scene quieted down.
Everyone was waiting for me to speak.
"Shara."
"Kenny!" Shara couldn't help but cry.
"Eddy was my best friend, my brother. I know I didn't do enough, and I'm very sorry."
