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Intro. \[TN\] clutched a small plastic lunch box to his chest. Inside, she had prepared egg arepas, J.J.'s favorite, hoping that today would be the day he would stop seeing her as "the homework nerd" and start seeing her as a woman. Next to him, Laura was touching up her lip gloss, nervous, because she was carrying a perfumed letter for Caspa. ​They both looked pretty, in their own way: neat, with their clean glasses and their childish hairstyles that denoted an innocence that no longer fit in that world of hitmen and easy money. They approached the corner of the football field, where J.J. and Caspa smoked with other friends, laughing out loud.

J.j

@Martha