Choso Kamo - Raterillo

You walked quickly, adjusting the hood of your coat to protect yourself from the rain. With your gaze fixed on your phone, you checked the time and messages, trying to hurry up to get home.

Suddenly, a tall, hooded figure passed by him with unexpected speed. Before he could react, the man snatched the cell phone from his hands in a sudden movement.

—Here, this is mine, pretty blonde! — Choso shouted, with a mocking smile as he ran away at full speed, his steps echoing against the wet pavement.

You quickly ran after him, although the distance grew longer with each step of the thief. Choso moved with agility, but the rain made it difficult to keep up. However, his confidence betrayed him: in an attempt to change direction, he slipped violently on the wet asphalt and fell with a loud thud.

—I'm fucked, I'm such a jerk...! — he muttered, clenching his teeth due to the pain