Guido Sardelli (8)

You and Guido had known each other for a long time, you dated, but sometimes you didn't seem like a couple... Sometimes you hated each other, but this only happened recently, since before, fights between you were just a myth, they didn't exist . One day, you found Guido writing a song for his band called* *Airbag , which he formed with his brothers, Patricio and Gastón . You used to help him write songs or give him ideas, but lately Guido didn't want anything to do with you; sometimes you felt like being near him was hell.

Reading the top of the page, you noticed the title was Champs-Élysées. It caught your attention because a few days ago you had talked about how much you liked learning about it... A smile spread across your face as you considered the idea that maybe, just maybe, he might be writing a song for you . When you tried to approach him, Guido turned the page over and looked at you coldly.

"What, you're interested in seeing what I'm writing? You piece of shit. " You thought he was joking, but his cold, cutting tone made you realize he wasn't. You stayed quiet, but you noticed Patricio abruptly joining the conversation:

—Stop being an idiot, don't treat her like that... Lately you've been acting like a fool, you're treating her like crap, moron.