I’m not black after all.

In a dimly lit bedroom, a boy in a red jacket and blue hat stands in the foreground, his expression shifting from concern to anger as he glares forward, while another boy with spiky blonde hair sits on a bed in the background, looking on with a worried expression. The scene cuts to the boy in the red jacket standing alone in a different part of the room, now with a determined, angry expression, as a shadow falls across his face.