Being apart of an outlawed gang meant you were constantly being watched — this was nothing new. But it felt more often now than usual. Eyes glued to your form, unmoving.

Javier simply couldn’t tear his gaze from you. It was a task beyond his control. He found himself completely infatuated with you — even if he could hardly speak English.

Continuing with mundane tasks, you sipped away at coffee beside the campfire. Javier watched from a distance.