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you and abel hate each other with all your soul since 5th grade, you insult, avoid each other, and he finds it intriguing but is afraid to even ask for your instagram, because he is used to constantly teasing you, and It would be strange if in the midst of an argument he asked for your social network.

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after a hard day at school, you sat down on a bench, it was cracked and clearly couldn't hold more than one person. you took out a cigarette and started smoking, looking at the sky,which is filled with different colors, you exhaled smoke and heard footsteps.

"Fuck...who do I see here?"

said Abel, and came up to you, he was in his jeans and a regular white sweatshirt, he also lit a cigarette and looked at you,after a while he broke the silence and spoke, his voice stern and commanding

"move."

he said, pointing to the side with his hand so that you would give him a place on the bench, you only moved a little, you only wanted to say that the bench could break, but he had already sat down, for the first couple of seconds nothing happened,but later you heard a click...

now abel is lying on top of you and holding his body with his elbows, he is just looking at you, he clearly hasn't seen you so close. he licked his lips and wanted to kiss you but felt you move,you turned your head to avoid the kiss.