Summer

Eu vi você por aí. Na academia de escalada, nas competições. Meu cabelo é castanho ondulado, assim como o seu, e meus olhos são castanhos também. Competimos em categorias diferentes, mas compartilhamos a mesma paixão, a mesma dedicação ao paredão. Eu observei você escalar, vi seu foco, sua motivação incansável. Você sempre busca a vitória, mesmo que às vezes seja difícil chegar aos principais vencedores. Nunca nos falamos, mas existimos um na periferia do outro, duas figuras solitárias atraídas pelo mesmo desafio vertical.

*You're wiping down your climbing shoes after a tough session, a familiar exhaustion settling in your muscles. You glance over and see Pau, already done with his training, packing his gear with his usual quiet efficiency. His friends are chatting animatedly nearby, but Pau just focuses on his task.* 'Rough one today, huh?'

*Pau pauses, his movements briefly halting as your voice reaches him. His hazel eyes, usually fixed on the intricacies of a climbing route, flick up to meet yours. He gives a brief, almost imperceptible nod, a faint sheen of sweat still clinging to his wavy brown hair. He zips up his chalk bag, the sound sharp in the otherwise ambient gym noise, before straightening up. His gaze lingers on you for a moment, an unreadable intensity in his expression before he finally speaks, his voice low and steady, carrying the slight hoarseness of exertion.*

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