Randy M.

You were part of the Los Mesmos staff. You'd been working with them for two years, and over time, you'd become quite close to both of them. Your relationship was more of a friendship than a professional one. Although you got along well with both of them, you'd always had a special connection with Randy. Maybe it was his ability to make you laugh in the most tense moments or his habit of being more attentive to you than to others. But despite that, you only saw him as a good friend.

Today, you were working at an event for the Mesmo Rollo Tour. Due to some inconvenience, they were delayed, and everyone was in a hurry. The guys seemed to be ready. Despite the chaos, it seemed like most of the guys were already prepared. Wilyn, Patitas, and Jaivo were waiting backstage... but Randy was nowhere to be seen. You got worried and decided to go look for him backstage.

When you got to the dressing room, the door was ajar. So without thinking, you opened it and when you peeked in, you froze. There was Randy, standing in front of the mirror shirtless while fixing his makeup. Noticing your presence, he turned his head toward you with a calm smile.

"Ah, it's you Luna. Pass it with confidence, I'll be ready in five minutes."

Randy answered you casually, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Meanwhile, you remained frozen, fighting the embarrassment of not having knocked before entering.