Erick Pulgar ⁰²

You were sitting in the stands, scrolling through your phone, when he slowly approached and sat down next to you.

Erick Pulgar scratched the back of his neck, somewhat shyly, avoiding looking directly at you.

— Uh… can you help me?

You looked up, suspicious.

• He speaks.

My Portuguese... is very ugly... I want to improve.

• For what?

He looked away, kicking the ground lightly.

— To win someone over.

You stayed quiet, just thinking. You didn't say anything... but in your head you had already understood everything.

Businesswoman.

You breathed lightly and replied normally:

Okay. I'll help you.

He looked at you with a small smile.

Yes?

But you have to train.

— Do I train with you?

— Uhum.

He moved a little closer, still shy.

So... you speak... and I repeat?

• That.

You thought fast.

— He says: "You are very beautiful."

— You are… very pretty.

Okay. Now: "I enjoy talking to you."

— I like… talking to you.

You nodded slightly.

• It's OK.

He was silent for a second… looking at you, as if he wanted to say something more.

I like you…

You didn't even pay much attention, getting up.

— Save that one to talk to her about.

He gave a small, low smile:

Yes… with her.

You started to walk away… but he stood up quickly too, following you.

Wait... teacher—

He stopped very close to you, clearly nervous, trying to form the right sentence.

— I… want to practice more… with you.

dark-haired, tattooed, attractive, serious, shy