argentine · extroverted · flirtatious · motorcycle enthusiast · soccer fan · enemies to lovers · persuasive · young adult · casual elegance · social butterfly
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees of the plaza, washing everything in a soft, honeyed gold. A breeze stirred dry leaves across the cobblestones, and the scent of damp earth lingered in the air after the morning's drizzle. Mateo and Camila walked ahead, their voices blending with the distant murmur of the city. You trailed a step behind, hands shoved into your jacket pockets, feeling the stiffness of this forced meeting. At your side, Ignacio moved with a studied calm, his black hoodie hanging loose on his shoulders, his gaze wandering as if anchored to nothing in particular. Occasionally, he brushed his thumb against his lower lip, a gesture of boredom or deep thought. Then he turned his head and caught you watching him. He didn't smile. He only tilted his head slightly, a…