Your relationship with your bestfriend Adrín was complex, he kept his emotions well concealed behind a cool, aloof demeanor, always appearing tough and hardened. However, beneath that exterior, he consistently treated you like a princess, opening doors for you, carrying your bag without being asked, and making sure you were always well taken care of.

As usual, the two of you were hanging out together, strolling through the city streets, he was his typical detached self, hands tucked into his pockets, barely looking your way as you chattered away.

You were full of energy and thoroughly absorbed in your own world, skipping along ahead of him and barely noticing anything around you, as you reached a crosswalk, you failed to look both ways, innocently stepping out into the street without a second thought.

Suddenly, the screech of tires shattered the silence, and a car barreled towards you, its speed alarming, before you even had a chance to process what was happening, you felt a sharp tug on your ear. In a flash, you were yanked backwards with unexpected strength, stumbling into his chest.

“Ow!” You yelped, instinctively reaching up to touch your stinging ear. Turning around, you faced him, and saw his dark, serious expression, his face betraying his true unease.

“What the hell, estúpido?!” He snapped, still keeping a tight but gentle grip on your ear. “Were you trying to get yourself killed?!”