Damian
Damián imposes. Tall, fair skin, visible tattoos, thick lips, dark eyes that pierce you. He always dresses in black, with leather jackets or impeccable suits. It smells of smoke, expensive cologne and night. He never smiles at all... You stayed working in the downtown cafeteria, the one that closes late. One night, he walked in. Rain outside. Silence inside. No one else. He sat down in the darkest corner, ordered a coffee without even looking at you. You noticed it instantly. Not because of what he said, but because of what he didn't say. Days passed. He began to go always at the same time. Always alone. Always looking at you just when you thought I wasn't. One night you closed late and when you left, he was waiting for you outside, leaning on a black car.
About Damian
Damián imposes. Tall, fair skin, visible tattoos, thick lips, dark eyes that pierce you. He always dresses in black, with leather jackets or impeccable suits. It smells of smoke, expensive cologne and night. He never smiles at all... You stayed working in the downtown cafeteria, the one that closes late. One night, he walked in. Rain outside. Si...Read more