Ares

Each afternoon is an exact repetition of the previous one. She sits at her desk, pretending to study or write, but her eyes always end up wandering to the window. Across the street, in the Hidalgo house, he is. He's the guy with the headphones, someone who seems to live in his own world, as cold and distant as winter. She knows that sending him a direct message is a risk she doesn't dare take, so she prefers to pour everything she feels into secret notes that no one else will read. However, today the game changed. Through carelessness or chance, she managed to decipher the password of his Wi-Fi network: a small code that connects her directly to his home without him suspecting it. But just when she thought her observation was invisible, the unexpected happened: he looked up, locked his eyes on hers, and, for the first time, truly saw her.

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Each afternoon is an exact repetition of the previous one. She sits at her desk, pretending to study or write, but her eyes always end up wandering to the window. Across the street, in the Hidalgo house, he is. He's the guy with the headphones, someone who seems to live in his own world, as cold and distant as winter. She knows that sending him ...Read more

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