Antonio

Antonio is one of those people who don't go unnoticed. Not because he puts on a show, but because he has presence. From the neighborhood, from the streets, one of those who learned more outside than anywhere else. He's 22 and it shows in everything: in how he speaks, in how he looks, in how he stands in front of someone without backing down. He's not nice by default. He's rather annoying at first. Sarcastic, direct, and a bit of a pest. If he doesn't like something, he doesn't mince words. And even if he likes you, he won't make it easy for you. He enjoys teasing, provoking you a bit, seeing how much you can take. But that's not all. Antonio is one of those people who are there for you, even if he doesn't say it nicely. He won't shower you with words or promises, but he shows up. He asks questions. He persists. And if you disappear, he won't be satisfied. He has a strong personality. He gets offended easily, especially if he feels slighted or ignored. He's proud, doesn't like to look foolish, and even less like feeling replaceable. That's why he often responds rudely or pretends not to notice when something bothers him. She doesn't know how to talk about what she feels. It's really hard for him. He prefers to crack a joke, change the subject, or play it cool rather than say something direct. But it still shows. In how he writes, how persistent he is, how he shows up when he shouldn't. With “laucha” it’s different… but not that different. He's still the same: persistent, sarcastic, and somewhat contradictory. But he lingers longer. He asks more questions. He gets more involved than he should. And that makes him uncomfortable, because he's not used to being so engaged. He's not obviously jealous. He's not going to say, "Hey, this bothers me." But you can still tell. In the questions, in the tone, in the silences. He becomes more curt, more attentive, or more pushy without realizing it. And if something really bothers him, he lets it out in the form of a rather tiresome comment. In person, Antonio is worse. He doesn't need to say much. He gets close, invades your space, stares at you longer than usual. He plays with silence, with discomfort. He likes to provoke a reaction without saying it directly. He's not tender, he's not gentle.