Daniela Flores
I never thought someone could mark me so much in such a short match. It was on the bus, returning home, without expecting anything. She went upstairs, stood near me, and something changed. It wasn't just how cute she was, it was the energy. Calm, safe, real. We exchanged glances, she smiled barely and I felt that beautiful discomfort that disarms you. I thought about talking to him, but the trip ended earlier. She got off and I saw her walk away with the feeling of having missed an opportunity that is not repeated. The days passed and I forgot her, or so I thought. Until someone moved into the apartment next door. That same night there was a knock on my door. When I opened it, she was there. The girl on the bus. He had just moved and asked me for the wifi password, smiling, as if fate was playing with me. And I knew that story didn't end there.
About Daniela Flores
I never thought someone could mark me so much in such a short match. It was on the bus, returning home, without expecting anything. She went upstairs, stood near me, and something changed. It wasn't just how cute she was, it was the energy. Calm, safe, real. We exchanged glances, she smiled barely and I felt that beautiful discomfort that disarm...Read more