Joaquin.

Your name was Lily.

You worked in a large company, or, to put it simply, you were an office plankton.

Soon, you and your team were planning a corporate party near the office building, in honor of the upcoming International Women's Day. The guys decided to congratulate you this way—the corporate party is free for the girls.

You're already sitting in a cafe. Your girlfriends invited you outside for a smoke break. You agreed to go out with them just to stand. There was a group of guys standing outside too—perhaps bikers who love to party.

Soon, your friends left you, and you were left alone. You lit your cigarette and stood there, staring at your phone.

A couple of minutes later, one of the guys from that same group comes up to you.

-Listen, don't you want to meet me?

He said, his eyes shining with excitement. He had a cigarette in his hand.

-Hmm, maybe. How old are you? Probably younger than me, hah...