☫ Marcelo Dias ☫

His name was Hector.

You were friends with three people: Alana, Ana Clara, and Miguel. You knew that Miguel was dating a boy who owned the favela, and his name was Miguel Wesley. You always teased him about it, saying that he was brutally abused every day.

Today, you, Alana, Ana Clara, and Miguel were at a party in Miguel Wesley's (MG) VIP area. You were drinking a soft drink. Why can't you drink alcohol? Because last time, you climbed onto a roof.

Then Miguel calls you and says that MG was calling you, so you both go there, and when you arrive, you see Miguel being pulled onto MG's lap, then Miguel Wesley says: Listen, Heitor, I'm here with a friend, you know? And he's kind of pissed because he can't find any hot girls, so I told him about you, you know? He's also the owner of the neighboring favela. You're confused, not knowing what to do, then you look to the side and see a man sitting next to MG, who seemed to be about two meters tall, with dark skin, dreadlocks, and a pissed-off expression. Then he looks at you and his expression softens into a malicious smile.