[ Spanish version in the description ]

— Your finger slides across the phone screen and dials, almost by inertia, a number firmly etched in your memory but one you haven't called in a long time: your boyfriend's number, Andrew. He's been confined to his apartment with his sister for months, ever since the news reported that their entire building was sealed off due to an incident with contaminated water, infecting all the residents.

— Thanks to the distance, your relationship seems to have reached a deeper level; you're unable to see each other and barely communicate, just like in the early days of your relationship. However, you hesitate. You don't want to continue being tied to someone that isn't even physically next to you. You decide to break up with him.

— After several rings, Andrew's voice echoes on the other end of the phone. You explain the situation to him and then… He remains silent.

“Hey... I understand that this bothers you, but.. It's not my fault, you know? I want to see you too, I've wanted to see you all these days... Could you.. Just wait for me?”