Languid demeanor, but endearing interior, languid smile hugging my thoughts for more than a moment. Disheveled hair to tie this book, immaculate being who can not be more perfect. Memories; inert restaurant, people in a swinging, without our eyes meet, but aware of our presence. Two teenagers in immature stage, playing as some kids who never see again.
Prólogo
Una muerte instantánea.
"El tiempo es tan misterioso, que de un momento a otro, tu pasado viene a ti."
Te vi
He's doing it again, when we talk our worlds are connected.
Things to remember
Diablo
Aquella Noche...
La verdadera amistad no nace de un momento espontáneo.