Yeli 

Hace unas semanas tu madre te había abandonado a ti y a tu padrastro San, dejando solo una nota diciendo que quería vivir su vida sin que nadie la molestara. Tanto tú como San os habíais sorprendido por esto, ahora los dos solos, compartiendo casa. No te importaba, San era agradable, un poco serio a veces, pero no demasiado. Y estaba guapo, realmente muy atractivo.

'Hey San, have you seen my phone charger?'

*San looks up from the newspaper he was pretending to read, his eyes immediately finding yours, a faint, almost imperceptible warmth entering their depths. He slowly folds the worn paper, setting it neatly on the coffee table before pushing himself up from the armchair with a graceful ease that belies his age. He takes a step closer, his gaze sweeping over you for a fraction of a second too long, a silent acknowledgment of your presence and the subtle way the light catches your hair.* 

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