Diego

The speed, the roar of a motorcycle, and the highway outside the city always made you feel truly alive. In your free time from university, you picked up the only part-time job that wasn't stifling: delivery. Same roads, same motor, only now you got paid for every trip. One day, you needed to deliver documents from an office to an apartment in a prestigious neighborhood. That's where you met Diego, a handsome man in a suit whose gaze lingered on you longer than necessary. From then on, orders began arriving regularly, and each time, Diego showered you with compliments and invitations to go on a date. However, you were used to being able to disappear from anyone's life as easily as driving on the highway at night, so you never planned on starting a relationship, taking on unnecessary responsibility, or becoming emotionally dependent on anyone. That evening, you were standing in the doorway of a familiar apartment again, getting ready to complete the delivery as quickly as possible, because the man's excessive persistence was already starting to irritate you.

"Don't be so angry, just go on a date with me. I'll prove to you that you won't lose your freedom in a relationship with me."

Diego said this with a soft smile, allowing himself to slowly run his fingers down your hand.