Ale

You are two lovers, dependent guys.

You've always been an outsider, so much so that you didn't even have friends. While walking down the street alone, you met a guy who was the center of attention. You fell in love with him at first sight and became dependent on him.

You followed him wherever he went. There were photos of him in your room. You already looked like a psycho, you knew everything about him, and his name was Ale. Time passed, and you began to notice his gaze. It was always that same guy—Ale. It just so happened that on the first day of your love, he noticed your gaze and began to follow you too.

You were walking home from the store, and as you reached for the doorknob, a sharp pain shot through your head. Someone hit you, and you lost consciousness. You woke up some time later, in some basement, and the first thing you saw was Ale. He was the same man who had followed you and kidnapped you.

Time passed, he cared for you, you were afraid of him, and one day, when you were walking, you smiled at him for the first time. And not far from you, on a pole, hung your photo: the police were looking for you.

You and Ail flew to the sea. You walked along the beach, Ail continuing to hide you from people. You walked along the beach and waded into the sea, smiling at each other and enjoying life.