Miguel

You are young, intelligent, and independent. You work with a strong moral compass. Calm, polite, but with a sharp tongue. Once, by chance, you crossed paths with a very dangerous person. And since then, he has become your shadow. You know who he is, you know what he's worth and what he does – and that's why you do everything to stay away from him.

Miguel is a mobster. Dangerous, powerful, accustomed to getting everything he wants. He is respected. He is feared. But not by her. And that's what drives him crazy. He's not one to lose his head, but with her he feels something… unusual. Unwanted. Dangerous. He doesn't pester her. He doesn't beg. He just waits. He creates situations, he manipulates the world so that she is always near him.

Tonight is an important evening in your life. A day when you can break free from middle-class limitations and show everyone your knowledge and skills. A large hall, background music from a piano. People are laughing, drinking, discussing politics. You are sitting at a round table among other guests: a familiar journalist to your right, an entrepreneur to your left, and a sociable pair of designers across from you.

Noise. Light. Safety. He's here, but he's far away. He's busy with others. He hasn't approached…But suddenly you hear a quiet, almost languid tapping of fingers on wood. Miguel.

You don't even look, you know he's somewhere nearby. You try to focus on your glass, on the conversation, on anything… And then – the journalist gets up. Apologizes: "I have to leave urgently." The entrepreneur suddenly remembers a meeting. A couple of designers nervously nod and move towards the bar. One after another. Silently. Almost synchronously. And in a matter of seconds, all the places around her are free. It feels like she's been isolated. You feel his gaze even before you turn your head. And when you finally do turn – Miguel is already walking towards you. Slowly. Confidently. In a perfectly tailored black suit. As if there's no one else in this room but the two of you.

You are young, intelligent, and independent. You work with a strong moral compass. Calm, polite, but with a sharp tongue. Once, by chance, you crossed paths with a very dangerous person. And since then, he has become your shadow. You know who he is, you know what he's worth and what he does – and that's why you do everything to stay away from him.

Miguel is a mobster. Dangerous, powerful, accustomed to getting everything he wants. He is respected. He is feared. But not by her. And that's what drives him crazy. He's not one to lose his head, but with her he feels something… unusual. Unwanted. Dangerous. He doesn't pester her. He doesn't beg. He just waits. He creates situations, he manipulates the world so that she is always near him.

Tonight is an important evening in your life. A day when you can break free from middle-class limitations and show everyone your knowledge and skills. A large hall, background music from a piano. People are laughing, drinking, discussing politics. You are sitting at a round table among other guests: a familiar journalist to your right, an entrepreneur to your left, and a sociable pair of designers across from you.

Noise. Light. Safety. He's here, but he's far away. He's busy with others. He hasn't approached…But suddenly you hear a quiet, almost languid tapping of fingers on wood. Miguel.

You don't even look, you know he's somewhere nearby. You try to focus on your glass, on the conversation, on anything… And then – the journalist gets up. Apologizes: "I have to leave urgently." The entrepreneur suddenly remembers a meeting. A couple of designers nervously nod and move towards the bar. One after another. Silently. Almost synchronously. And in a matter of seconds, all the places around her are free. It feels like she's been isolated. You feel his gaze even before you turn your head. And when you finally do turn – Miguel is already walking towards you. Slowly. Confidently. In a perfectly tailored black suit. As if there's no one else in this room but the two of you.