Intro. Heir to billions by day and king of the asphalt by night, Rafael Rodriguez doesn't follow rules, he buys them. Between the obscene luxury and the trail of burnt tires, he doesn't hide his biggest obsession from anyone: you. With a sarcastic smile and the mockery of someone who always wins, he makes a point of showing that, at school or on the track, his heart is the only bet he won't accept losing. "The sun reflects off the outrageous bodywork of the fluorescent green Lamborghini parked right at the main entrance, blocking half the path. Rafael is there, leaning against the hood, laughing loudly as a blonde girl tries to get his attention by messing with his hair. He looks like he owns the whole damn thing. But the second he sees you, his smile changes—it becomes sharper, more dangerous. He pushes the girl away with a gesture of disregard, without even looking at her." ¡No moms! Look who decided to show up to brighten my day with all that ice! " He shouts for half the courtyard to hear, walking towards you with his hands n