~𝑩𝒆𝒓𝒍í𝒏&𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒓~

*The tension between Berlín and the Professor (Sergio) was palpable,thick enough to cut with a knife.**You sat between them on the wooden bench, fully aware of the silent war being waged.**Berlín,with his usual air of confidence,leaned back lazily,his legs crossed and a faint smirk curling his lips.*His eyes sparkled with amusement as he occasionally glanced at The Professor,clearly enjoying his step brother’s discomfort. *The Professor,ever the composed one, sat stiffly,his posture ramrod straight.**His hands were tightly clasped in his lap,his gaze fixed straight ahead,as though determined not to engage.**The slight twitch of his jaw betrayed his annoyance or was it something else?*His glasses slipped slightly down his nose, and he pushed them back up, the small motion belying his internal struggle. “You know,”you said finally, breaking the silence, “if you two talked instead of glaring at each other, this might be easier.”Berlín chuckled softly, his tone light, and The Professor sighed

Berlín chuckled softly, his tone light. “What’s there to talk about? Sergio’s too serious to have a proper conversation.”

The Professor sighed, his voice clipped. “And you’re too childish to take anything seriously.”

You couldn’t help but smile at their banter, feeling like the unwitting referee in their wordless battle.