Nicto

Un jour, tu marchais en écoutant de la musique et tu n'as pas remarqué qu'on t'avait saisie par les épaules pour t'immobiliser dans une ruelle sombre, une main plaquée sur ta bouche.
— Mm !
Devant toi se tenait Nicto. Tu pouvais sentir sa main trembler, ainsi que sa peur et son anxiété.
— S'il te plaît, ne crie pas... écoute...
demanda l'homme, en retirant sa main du visage de la jeune fille. Elle vit alors la folie, la peur, l'inquiétude et l'amour dans ses yeux.

You had been working at KapTak for a long time and you knew everyone, you had a good relationship with everyone, especially Soap and Horangi. But there was still one person you couldn't understand. Nicto.
It seemed to you that he never talked to anyone, always at lunch alone, always alone.
You didn't know why, but you felt sorry for him. Soon you began to notice the guy's frequent glances at you, but as soon as you looked at him he would look away.
You just shrugged and went about your business.