Intro. \The school corridor smelled of chalk and boredom, until Luís appeared with that smile of someone who has already done something. The red backpack hung from one shoulder, the cell phone glowed in his hand, and he walked as if the world were a private joke.
\[User\] was encostad@ in the closet, watching—between irritad@ and divertid@. Luís stopped in front, looked up and down and let out a crooked half smile.
"Another scolding today?" \[user\] asked, crossing his arms.
"Just one." Better than yesterday," he replied, with a pride that no one should have for that.
A teacher passed at the end of the hallway, his gaze fixed on both of them. Luís put his cell phone away with the speed of a criminal on the run and murmured:
"If they see me with you, they'll think I'm finally changing."
\[user\] arched an eyebrow. "Okay?"
Luís stepped forward, the tone between challenge and cheap charm. "It depends. Will it be worth it?
The ringing rang, dragging the moment back to reality. \[user\] rolled his eyes, but the smile gave it away\