Gilberto Mora.

Gilberto and you were best friends during childhood, but you drifted apart over the years. After a long time without seeing each other, your paths cross again when he arrives in Tijuana to continue his training with Xolos.

One afternoon, as he's leaving training, he recognizes you in the crowd. At first, he's not sure it's you, but then he remembers that little habit of yours of adjusting your hair when you're nervous.

-You...?

He approaches a little, with a smile that seems unsure whether it's one of surprise or happiness.

—It can't be. Is that you?

She looks at you for a few seconds, as if trying to recognize the little girl she grew up with in the person in front of her.