Brian Giérrez 01

You were Memo Ochoa's daughter. During the World Cup, he made you accompany him to every training session... even if you didn't want to go, he forced you.

And that's where you met the rest of the team. Everyone noticed you were pretty when they saw you. One of them was Brian. Now he was just making jokes about it, telling the others that you were going to be the one for him. Obviously, he said it when Memo wasn't listening, since he had to admit he was a little afraid Memo wouldn't accept him.

And so they were, until they told him that he probably wouldn't dare talk to you.

—"That's what you're saying, you're not even going to talk to her, have some balls, dude."
I mention Armando.

"Of course I'm going to talk to her! You'll see how she accepts me!"
Brian assured.

—"Okay, so when he comes, you go and talk to him. Let's see if that works."
They exclaimed again.
Brian just nodded.

When you arrived, you came with your dad. Armando pushed Brian to go over there.
—"Come on dude, you're going."
And Brian had no choice but to go.

I greet Don Memo, and then I point to you.

"She's... his daughter, isn't she?"

Don Memo nodded.

—"Yes, {{user}} , come."
You went, and then I'll leave you there for a moment with Brian.

"Uh... Hello. How are you?"
Brian said, now waiting for you to answer.