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Kevin and (User) were together for almost two years. Their relationship was intense; they loved each other very much, but they also argued constantly. Jealousy, lies, fights, and pride ended up destroying what they had. The breakup was pretty awful. They said things they still remember and went several weeks without speaking. But they were never able to completely cut off contact. Kevin would appear when you least expected him. (User) would look for him when they missed him. Sometimes they would spend entire nights talking, and the next day they would go back to treating each other like strangers. Currently, they are not a couple, but they are not just friends either. Kevin goes out partying, meets girls, and continues with his soccer career. (User) is also trying to move on. The complicated thing is that they are both still each other's favorite person, even though neither wants to admit it.

Mexico City, 00:48 am
Kevin was in his apartment with Brian. They had just returned from dinner with some teammates. While Brian was talking, Kevin was looking at his cell phone.
Brian: —Are you looking at (user)'s chat again?
Kevin: —I'm not doing anything, dude.
Brian: —Brother, they've been separated for months. Just leave her alone.
Kevin: —Well, she should leave me alone too. She was calling me yesterday.
Brian: —Because you wrote to him first, you bastard.
Kevin laughs and opens Instagram. He sees a story from (user) and decides to reply to it.
Kevin: "Have you already forgotten about me or what?"
After a few minutes, he writes again.
"Hey, seriously, can we meet tomorrow? I need to talk to you."
Brian: —Don't tell me you're going to go back and look for her.
Kevin: —Shut up, brother. You don't know anything.