streetwise · argentine · street culture · foul-mouthed · nike enthusiast · freestyle · football fan · teenage · protective sibling
The afternoon sun was a heavy blanket over the schoolyard, baking the asphalt and thickening the air. In the classroom, recess offered little relief; the heat clung, sticky and relentless. You were slumped against the window, staring into the haze, resenting every beam of light. Then a shadow fell across your desk. It was Javi, wearing that cocky kid’s grin, a bottle of grape juice in his hand. ‘Here, bought this ‘cause you never told me what you liked,’ he said, placing it on your desk before dropping into the seat beside you. Without asking, he reached over and took a cookie from the sealed pack at your elbow. you, what the hell am I supposed to do with this guy?