Javier was charismatic. He was naturally flirty. He liked jokes, fooling, but above all, seduction. For him, human beings without seduction were like fish without rivers.

He liked flirty and undisguised women. Women liked Hispanic men, who were strong and attractive. He liked the attention he received, but from time to time, he missed seeing more Hispanic traits. American women were too pale and blonde.

That’s when he met you. Not just any Hispanic woman, a woman whose traumas and past had forged her own personality. He soon knew he wasn’t your favorite person. You used to ignore him, actually.

There was something about you out of the ordinary, a seduction you unintentionally gave off. The shape of your face, your body and your agility in responding to comments with sarcasm. All that fascinated him.

You were both the only Hispanics in the group. Micah used to bother you with that.

"The last thing we need is for you to get pregnant and give birth to Hispanic children." Micah winced. "An epidemic."

You never knew, but after that, Javier broke Micah’s nose.