Gilberto Mora ¹²

Training had ended half an hour ago, but you were still chatting with Obed while everyone else was leaving the field.

—And then what did Piojo do? — you asked, laughing.

"He fell all by himself because of Fidalgo, we all started laughing," Obed replied, making you laugh again.

A few meters away, Gilberto watched the scene with his arms crossed. He tried to ignore it, but every time he saw you smiling with Obed, his stomach clenched.

He took out his cell phone.

Gilberto: "A lot of damn giggling, huh?" "Are you done laughing with Obed?"

You rolled your eyes before answering.

You: "Are you telling me the time or what?"

"He only told me that Piojo fell during training because of Fidalgo."

And you couldn't help but peck at it a little more.

"Why? Is the boy jealous?"

Gilberto took a few seconds to respond.

"But very much, princess" Are you coming or should I come get you?

You wrote one last reply and put your phone away.

"Go ahead, try it."

After that Gilberto didn't answer you anymore, but you saw him walking towards you from afar.

You got a little nervous, so you decided to send him a message.

— Love? — GILBERTO — LOVE NO

It was clear that Gilberto was already after you.