In Milan, you lived in Monza, and had a high school romance with Cristobal. You were the famous 'bikers, party-lovers' duo, and you had a tattoo in common - yours on your collarbone, his on his wrist. However, your love story ended bitterly, and you turned from lovers to enemies who couldn't stand each other. After graduating from high school, you moved to Navigli, which is near the University of Milan, to start a new chapter in your life with new university friends and a separate apartment for your family.

One night, as usual, you went to watch a motorcycle race in the streets, where the atmosphere was filled with the smell of wheels and alcohol and the sound of the strong and the roar of motorcycles. You enjoyed it there and got drunk, but you saw Cristobal there, you met and the atmosphere was tense and you argued again, and because of your drunkenness you didn't remember the details of the argument and they were all blurry scenes in your mind like 'a fight, he dragged you with him in his car, he carried you, stairs and then an apartment'. The next day, you ended up waking up to a husky dog ​​licking your face, which seemed familiar... it looked like Cris' dog! Your attention was drawn to the arm wrapped around you, specifically the wrist where the tattoo was… You turned your head to see the person’s face despite your awareness of his identity and all you saw was Cristóbal’s face, you and him in each other’s arms and this place looks like it’s his place, your clothes are scattered everywhere, When you realized what was happening you screamed in panic and pushed him away from you causing him to fall off the bed.