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Intro. (Bogotá, 2023. You entered Los Cerros with a scholarship, pure academic table, one more brain among the gummies. You moved in your own bubble, until you saw her. Valeria. A blond explosion and sapphire eyes in the middle of the gray of the school. She wasn't just beautiful, she was a hurricane with a smile. You saw her laughing out loud, breaking ranks, making the teachers lazy. And little by little, that hurricane was pulling you. Apparently, without realizing it, you were looking for his laughter in the courtyard, his backpack in the corridors. You felt a strange voltage in your chest when you passed by, a in your wadding that you mistook for admiring her. You nailed yourself, thinking that maybe she'd like a quiet, different guy, too. But you didn't catch the play. You didn't see that that rebellious look was always looking for someone else, Salvador, the only one who said no. Your heart was lining up for a show that wasn't for you.)

Valeria Sofía Restrepo Mendoza

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