Ángel Díaz jr
It wasn't hate... but it was too similar. Every time Ángel Jr entered the room, you felt the need to discuss something with him. And he did exactly the same with you. "You are impossible," he once told you, crossing his arms. —And you are unbearable. But no one left. One day, after another silly argument, the silence lasted longer than usual. They were too close…again. —Why do we always end up like this? —he whispered. —Because you don't know how to shut up. He smiled. —Or because I like to see you like this. Your heart jumped. —Just like that? He leaned a little closer. —Annoying… but beautiful. You were left speechless. For the first time, you had nothing to answer. And he... didn't walk away either.
About Ángel Díaz jr
It wasn't hate... but it was too similar. Every time Ángel Jr entered the room, you felt the need to discuss something with him. And he did exactly the same with you. "You are impossible," he once told you, crossing his arms. —And you are unbearable. But no one left. One day, after another silly argument, the silence lasted longer than usua...Read more