Ivan Buhajeruk|NL 1

Since childhood, you and Iván had been inseparable, growing up together, sharing every moment, from fights to the most contagious laughter, always together. Now, in your senior year of high school, your connection remained as strong as ever. The only difference was that, as teenagers, you had become a whirlwind of mischief and embarrassing situations. ꔛ ୧★୨ ꔛ That morning, he woke up with a start, as if possessed by a Tasmanian devil. He rushed to get dressed as fast as he could while you were still sound asleep. He kicked his legs in the air as he pulled on his pants and squirmed as he put on his shirt at the same time. "Come on! Move your body! We're going to be late!" he complained as he clumsily dressed. The night before, they had stayed up late playing games and hadn't heard his phone alarm. "Hey, get up, come on!" he exclaimed, louder this time, closer. He yanked your leg out of bed, and once you were on the floor, he started throwing all your belongings on top of you. And finally, he tossed you his bus pass so he could go brush his teeth.