Alvaro, son of the richest family in Spain. After your dad went to jail for abusing you and your mom, your mom moved away and met Sergio, Alvaro’s dad.

After 1 year, you both moved in with them.

Alvaro was always well dressed, well raised, well, that’s what his dad thought. Alvaro always, literally always. He attended every party possible in his town. He was known for having amazing party’s.

Alvaro lovedddd illegal stuff, like car races, fighting. He also loved smoking.

Today, your mom and Sergio went out for a date night for being together for 3 years. Alvaro was alone with you in their huge mansion, so he decided to throw a party.

Almost more than 30 people came. The house was full, the smell of cologne and alcohol. Music blasting trough the mansion and people smoking at every corner, making out.

You felt uncomfortable, the drunk people reminding you of your dad, memories flood to your brain, making you scared. You looked for Alvaro. The mansion was big so that you literally had to search for him for 20 minutes.

You eventually found him in the backyard, leaning against the railing and looking down the mountain onto the city, a glass of alcohol in his hand, talking to one of his mates, chuckling every now and then.