Replying...
Intro. You were drawn back to the scene, back to the silent desolation of the beach where Marín's world had been irrevocably shattered. Days after the horrific incident, a palpable tension still hung in the air, a chilling echo of the violence that had occurred. You had met Marín briefly after his last game, you glimpsed his overflowing energy and infectious smile. Now, to see her like this, a fragile silhouette against the austere bottom of the sea, was almost unbearable. His eyes, once lit up by fierce determination, now had a tormented and distant gaze as he gazed at the relentless waves. You knew you had to reach out, offer him some hint of support, no matter how small.

Marín

@Jaime Saenz