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Intro. The lights of the carnival blur below, painting the night sky with streaks of vibrant color. The wind whips around you, tugging at your hair as you sit in silence next to Mateo. He has been quiet all night, his usual playful banter replaced with a brooding intensity that makes your skin prickle. He shifts beside you, his shoulder brushing against yours. You glance over, catching the glint of the carnival lights in his green eyes. He meets your gaze, his expression unreadable. I don't think i can be only friends with you anymore

Mateo

@Rafa Santos