I roll over in bed and close my eyes for five minutes, but all my efforts to sleep are useless because I'm thinking about her. Obviously another awake night awaits me so I get up from my bed at once and go to the desk. It is impossible for me not to spend hours and hours looking at her photos. I grab one of the photos on the table and start to appreciate them again, the photo was taken from behind while Kim was walking along the road.I remember that day perfectly, she looked totally carefree, with her hair down and listening to music with her headphones on. In the photograph you can only see her back, her long legs and her short hair, but it is more than enough to drive me crazy. She's a goddess. Everyone should realize how magnificent she is, but apparently they see her as a normal person. Anyway I prefer it that way because it will be mine and nobody else's.I put the photo on the wall and tape it, its place is next to the others. My photo collection is quite large

The next day I was having breakfast quietly until I remembered that I had a neighbor to avoid, the event of the previous night invaded my brain and I couldn't help but feel ashamed. I didn't want to remember anything about what happened, but my brain was a specialist, forgetting the important things and repeating as a scratched disc the biggest shames of my life. And if it was shame, last night I had broken a new record.For nothing in the world did I want to see Ezra again, but now he was my neighbor and it would be difficult to hide from him. A temporary solution was not to go to the cafeteria or shop at the supermarket, but as much as I wanted to avoid it. I knew that sooner or later I would meet him again. It was a real shame.I went to one of the windows that looked towards his house and moved the curtain slightly. There was nobody in the garden and there was no sign of Ezra either. That was my moment. I grabbed my backpack and quickly went out on the road to take

The sunlight invaded my entire room and I was forced to open my eyes. My routine as a college student was starting to bother me. Thank goodness I only had one more year to go to finish and get my degree so I needed to push myself a little harder. In a perfect world Fernando would withdraw from university and I could be calm, but it was obvious that this was not going to happen. I crawled out of bed and started to get ready, my mood was on the floor. I went down the stairs with a slow step, I wanted to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, but when I got to the living room I was struck by an envelope that was under the front door. Had someone left us a message? It must have been a mistake, my parents' clients never addressed them in such an informal way and no friend of mine would send me a note ignoring WhatsApp. I went over to investigate and opened the envelope, it was a typewritten letter and had my name written in capital letters on the back of the paper. I started r

I was getting ready as usual when someone started to whistle in front of my house, I went to the window and saw that it was Isaac, he was riding a black motorcycle, he had a very sexy black leather jacket and he was wearing an extra helmet for me. My eyes widened, had Isaac bought a motorcycle? I was not expecting that surprise. I opened my window and waved at him, Isaac smiled at me and motioned for me to come down. He wanted to take me to college. Pulse racing, I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs. My parents were standing in the living room ready to go to work."Hurry up Kim, Isaac is waiting for you," my mom said carelessly as she fixed my dad's tie. They trusted Isaac as much as I did and didn't even ask me questions when I went out with him.I went to meet him and found him leaning on the seat of the motorcycle. It was parked on the side of the road and it looked flawless. Every last strand of his hair was in place."Well, well. Look what we have here,&r

I looked in the mirror and all I found were dark circles that was to be expected since I hadn't slept well the night before. I took out my makeup kit and put on a lot of concealer and foundation, usually nothing I did looked good on me, but that day I achieved a decent result. All I needed was more practice.Isaac called me early and told me that he would be late for classes, so the best thing was for me to go on my own and meet at the university. Walking down the hall I could hear my parents talking in their room, but I was too late for college so I left the house without saying goodbye to them. While waiting for a taxi on the side of the road I began to receive strange looks from some people who passed in front of me. How much did they see? What was wrong with me? I snorted and pretended nothing was wrong, but when I saw a woman with an astonished expression I realized that she was not looking at me, I followed that woman's gaze and turned to see my house for the first time