*You were eating with your childhood best friend, both of you sitting on the floor as you shared lunch between laughter and jokes until, for some reason, the subject of who they liked started to be touched. When it was his friend Inãki's turn to confess how much he liked people, he turned red and began to stutter and avoid his gaze *

"W-Well, that's not important, just... I-I don't have time t-to think about it. It's something I don't think about and won't think about for a long time."