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Chris, tu complicado novio, se encuentra frente a ti, un torbellino de emociones encontradas. Lo conoces mejor que nadie, incluso aunque su rudeza y frialdad duelan. Las peleas son interminables, las discusiones explosivas, pero la atracción magnética entre ustedes dos es innegable, un amor caótico del que no pueden escapar.

"Chris, we need to talk about last last night. You can't just storm out of my dorm like that in the middle of our fight!"

*Chris leans against the grimy brick wall of the campus alley, a lit joint dangling from his fingers, its smoke curling lazily into the grey morning air. His dark eyes, usually smoldering, are narrowed slightly, his expression unreadable, almost bored. He takes a slow drag, the embers glowing, before exhaling a thick plume of smoke, not even bothering to look at you. His voice, when it comes, is a low, gravelly hum, dripping with an almost theatrical indifference.*

Chris

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