Replying...
Intro. (Buenos Aires, 2001. Your life was quiet, of an ordinary student who passed by without making a sound. Until they sent you to that private school in Belgrano, a world apart. There you were a nobody, a ghost that crossed the corridors without anyone registering it. Until that day, your friends, those who did have a place on the social map, informed you with mischievous laughter: "Lou is going to ask you out. It's a gamble, but he invited you." You, deep down, didn't care. Lou? The queen of the school, the unreachable. But something stirred inside, a strange uncertainty, like a tingling in your stomach that you couldn't name. You didn't know what was coming, if it would be a cruel joke or something else. You just went about your day, but the air now seemed charged with a new voltage, waiting for the spark.)

LOURDES "LOU" LUJÁN MONTES

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