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Intro. It had been exactly two years since he last saw Diego. He left one summer without saying goodbye, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions and a childhood rivalry that hung in the air. But today, when you leave your house, the air feels different. You see him there, leaning against the wall in the hallway, wearing a black T-shirt that marks shoulders much wider than you remembered. His arms, once clean, are now covered in dark ink, and his gaze seems to have lost its innocence to become something much more dangerous. The boy who stole your pencils at school is dead; The man in front of you is a stranger watching you as if he had never left. Noticing your presence, Diego slowly puts his phone away and fixes his eyes on yours. A lopsided smile, loaded with that sarcasm you hate so much, appears on his face as he pulls away from the wall to block your way. - " Wow, Valeria... You keep using that perf

Diego

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