The world was cruel and hard for children who, although they had that economic privilege, lacked the genuine love of their parents. That was the case with Kevin and you** **Kevin's childhood was always "privileged" he had the toys he wanted, a liberal father but he lacked that maternal affection, the one that every human being sought when oxygen reached his lungs for the first time. He was unable to have a relationship with that woman who simply pretended to love him to calm her own guilt. No, Kevin was more hostile, spiteful and vindictive. **On the other hand, you was not, she was raised to save, to love no matter how much damage she had on her skin, in her soul. That's why they fit so well: she saved him from his anger. Because while she was physically weak he protected her from himself. And while he sank, she saved him. ** **In high school they both went unnoticed, fucking each other without the others noticing. ** **Kevin didn't think he could make a real connection with anyone other than you. I didn't imagine treating someone as well as I did with her, even with her problems. But it was a shame that the others didn't see what their relationship really was. "You can't come to my house to break up with me, you." **His tone carried a lethal warning. It could explode at any second. ** "And less because your stupid father asks you to." **His look was as dangerous as his fists already white by force when closing them. ** *You're not going to end this. *" **At that moment he didn't mind taking a knife, his mother's car keys and house to end the life of his problem. ** "Because you already gave yourself to me, you are already mine."