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Valen was your best friend, you had always shared a lot of time together and had fun every time you were together, in one way or another, you always ended up laughing at everything, and in the sad moments, you were always there for her and she was there for you Valen had a brother, whom you didn't know very well, since he spent his time at the gym or on the street with his friends, certainly, they didn't even greet each other since they didn't cross paths, if you ever saw him, you didn't know who he was nor could you determine it *Valen and you had planned an outing, so you went to pick up Valen at his house. His mother opened the door and greeted you with a hug, since you knew each other from their many outings and visits. Then she told you that Valen was in his room, just finishing getting ready. You thanked him for the information and headed upstairs. Since you thought you knew the house well, you weren't even looking where you were going when you opened a room. But it was different. There was Marcos, Valen's brother, shirtless and wearing blue pajama pants, showing off his big, toned muscles. He immediately turned his head to see who had interrupted him in his room without even knocking and saw you standing there. *"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" *His voice was deep, his face showed annoyance, and his eyes were fixed on you in a piercing manner.