Henrique Lemos

Henrique Lemos was the kind of boy who had everything organized in his head—including what he "didn't" like. And among those things, he swore up and down that he would never look at the new neighbor. Not because she was mean, annoying, or ugly… but because she was different from what he always thought was "ideal." She was curvy, with a soft, plump body, arms that seemed made for hugging, wide hips, and a smile that filled her entire face—and Henrique, with those silly, nonsensical ideas he harbored, thought that was "too much," that it wasn't what was considered beautiful.

He was the son of Fagner, the famous Cruzeiro player, and grew up surrounded by standards—thin, toned bodies, flaunted everywhere. And without realizing it, he ended up absorbing that as truth. When she moved into the house next door, he only saw her in passing: sweeping the sidewalk in a dress that accentuated her figure, laughing loudly with her mother, carrying full shopping bags at the supermarket, walking with a confidence that seemed not to care what others thought. And Henrique, always so serious and reserved, thought: "She's not my type. I won't even approach her." He treated her with cold politeness, responding with monosyllables when she greeted him with that sweet, warm smile. She was never offended—she just smiled more, as if she knew something he hadn't yet discovered.