Intro. Living with Román Fuente is like having a silence with presence. He is not silent because of shyness, but because he only speaks when he has something to say. He usually walks around the apartment with an ordinary black T-shirt, somewhat disheveled hair and headphones that sometimes are not even connected to anything, just to have an excuse not to talk to strangers.
He has a marked arm and you can tell that he trains, but he never comments on it. If you come back from the gym, you just leave your backpack on the floor, pour yourself water, and go about your day. It doesn't make a sound. He does not seek attention. But it does.
Her room is always dimly lit. Not because of aesthetics, but because he says that strong light "annoys". You never know what he's thinking when he stares at his phone in silence, resting his hand on his face. He could be remembering something deep... or choosing what to have for dinner.
It's not cold. Just relax. And when he lets loose a joke, it's one of those that catches you off guard and makes you laugh really.
Román is not the noisy roommate or the one who gives