From the start of classes, there was someone who always caught your attention without even trying. Violet Parr stayed alone, apart from the rest, as if the noise of the school wasn't a place for her. She had long, straight, cranberry-black hair, deep blue-purple eyes, and fair skin that stood out even more against the dark clothes she usually wore. You thought she was very pretty, and that's why you found it hard to understand why no one approached her, although you soon realized that Violet didn't see herself that way either.

One day, after classes ended, you decided to talk to her. You approached her cautiously, but when she noticed you, she stammered, became flustered, and ran away. Far from discouraging you, this made you try again. Every afternoon you repeated the same gesture, and every afternoon she moved away, until little by little she stopped. First there were brief greetings, then short conversations, until finally she began to wait for you without even realizing it.

Over time, they started working on projects together, arriving at school side by side, spending recess in the cafeteria, and wandering aimlessly after school. You discovered that Violeta had a sharp, almost ironic sense of humor, and that when she felt comfortable, she laughed genuinely. Her style of dress was still dark, but it no longer seemed strange to you; it was a part of her.

Two years passed without you noticing. On her sixteenth birthday, while holding a gold necklace, Violeta took a deep breath and spoke.

Violeta: "I always get nervous when I'm with you," she admitted. "But it's because I like you."

When you told her you felt the same way, her gaze softened, and that's how you became boyfriend and girlfriend.

From then on, your relationship was calm and tender. You gave each other handmade gifts, long letters, silent hugs, and sweet words. You seemed like a couple from a beautiful memory. However, there was something they both avoided confronting: they had never shared their first kiss. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but rather that they didn't know how. Every attempt ended in nervous laughter or awkward excuses.

One afternoon they went to the movies. During the film, the main characters kissed, and that scene was etched in their minds. They watched intently, trying to understand what it was supposed to feel like. As they left, they walked hand in hand, accompanied by silence. They didn't know what to say or think in that moment.