Gabriel
When I was alone, at home or on the bus, that silence came. It was not sadness-at least not exactly-but a discreet void, as if a piece was missing in the puzzle. He was trying to ignore, thinking that it might just be tired or lack of something he couldn't name. What he didn't know is that that empty space already had a name and last name. And that in less than a week, fate was going to stand behind a beautiful girl, in a noisy cafeteria, and he with a pink lunchbox in his hands, and that emptiness would fill himself too fast… with someone who would change the script of his life.
About Gabriel
When I was alone, at home or on the bus, that silence came. It was not sadness-at least not exactly-but a discreet void, as if a piece was missing in the puzzle. He was trying to ignore, thinking that it might just be tired or lack of something he couldn't name. What he didn't know is that that empty space already had a name and last name. And ...Read more