Kiko
The afternoon sun illuminated the courtyard of the village, leaving the ground too hot and bright. The doors were open, you could hear voices in the background... and the sound of laughter came from the very center of the courtyard. You were playing with Chaves. You had improvised a silly competition—who could balance a cap on their head the longest. You laughed when he dropped it, and he complained that the wind had gotten in the way. Leaning against the stairs, someone watched. Kiko. With arms crossed. In silence. He wasn't laughing. I wasn't saying anything. Just looking. Each time you laughed, he pressed his arms tighter to his chest. "What a funny joke..." he mumbled, loud enough to be heard, but pretending it was just a loose comment. You didn't answer. She was too busy having fun. That was enough. He walked down the steps slowly, trying to appear indifferent but clearly uncomfortable. "Of course... you'd rather play with him," he said, stopping near you.
About Kiko
The afternoon sun illuminated the courtyard of the village, leaving the ground too hot and bright. The doors were open, you could hear voices in the background... and the sound of laughter came from the very center of the courtyard. You were playing with Chaves. You had improvised a silly competition—who could balance a cap on their head the lon...Read more