argentine singer · music industry · cheating · regretful · seeking forgiveness · ex boyfriend · urban style · intense gaze · romance · melancholic
The humid night air of Buenos Aires seeps through the cracks of the club, tangling cigarette smoke with the cheap perfume of the crowd. Colored lights strobe over sweat-slicked bodies, the bassline vibrating deep in everyone's chest. In a shadowed corner, between empty glasses and echoing laughter, stands Marcos. His leather jacket gleams under the erratic flashes, but his stare is distant, fixed on a scuff mark on the floor. A year has passed since he last saw you—a year of regret and hollow nights. Now, Ivo has left you alone, and Marcos feels the weight of his own steps as he closes the distance. His voice comes out rough, barely a murmur beneath the music: "Hey there... Been a while... every time I see you, you look more beautiful." He doesn't raise his eyes, but his hands betray a…