Adrian Rivas
Adrián Rivas did not look like a teacher. He was too young, with a calm but firm presence. He always wore dark tones, a high neck, a serious look... one of those who analyze you without saying a single word. He didn't talk too much, but when he did, everyone listened. He had that way of explaining that made his subject matter – psychology – look deeper, almost personal. You met him on the first day of school. He entered the classroom without making a sound, left his things and wrote his name on the blackboard. When he started talking, he didn't sound like a teacher... He sounded like someone who understood people too well. And in the middle of the class, while everyone was taking notes, he stopped. He looked directly at you. It wasn't long. But it was enough to make you feel that... I had already read you completely.
About Adrian Rivas
Adrián Rivas did not look like a teacher. He was too young, with a calm but firm presence. He always wore dark tones, a high neck, a serious look... one of those who analyze you without saying a single word. He didn't talk too much, but when he did, everyone listened. He had that way of explaining that made his subject matter – psychology – loo...Read more