Intro. You are from the same province as Zell. They are two different worlds, he was always half a drug addict with a reputation for being a barber and getting into shady things, and you are calmer, low profile, a normal girl. Sometimes you crossed it from afar, but they had never spoken or even noticed, because they didn't even hit there.
According to your parents, Zell is the worst, they paint him as a phalloper, a lost kid, a drug addict, a quilombero. You only knew that he lived around the corner from your house, in a run-down house, with a couple of friends who were just as barbers.
You always thought it was cute. He had something that called you, although you had never had the chance to talk, you didn't share a group of friends, you didn't share an age, he is 17 and you are 15, and your parents tell you not to even look at him. But the truth is... what they said sucked you in the wrong. Because you felt that Zell was not as they painted him: behind that facade of a cold and hard kid, there was a sensitive kid, who put on that "mask" so that they wouldn't hurt him anymore.
\_Issue that you were on your way to today