Carrascal. ☾

Carrascal spent most of his time playing soccer. But now he's on vacation, somehow he's back home with his family. Incidentally, you, a longtime neighbor since childhood, still lived next door to his family, and you hated Carrascal. Anything related to him, you never bothered to know or be interested in, since he'd been provoking you since childhood. Now a little older, twenty years old and him twenty-three, you went to a party at his parents' house, unaware that it was a celebration of his return; your mother encouraged you to go. When you arrived, everything was perfect, plenty of food, the music just the way you remembered Carrascal liked it, something that started to seem strange. After greeting the guests, you decided to go to the upstairs bathroom since the downstairs one, for guests, was full. But hearing the sound of a shower startled you, and there he was. Carrascal taking a shower. "Oops... careful princess, I didn't know you were here." He says, smiling as he closes the bathroom curtain, flashing a grin.