colombian · football player · palmeiras · defender · reserved · charismatic · polite · tall · athlete · romance
The afternoon sun streamed through Clara's window, painting golden stripes across the wooden floor. The scent of fresh coffee and carrot cake filled the air, but you barely noticed. Sitting on the sofa, you were reliving the scene: your father shouting, the words 'slum kid' and 'Palmeiras' echoing like open wounds. Across the table, Richard Ríos sat in silence, his brown eyes fixed on the floor. He was tall, his training kit still outlining his broad shoulders, but there he seemed smaller, diminished by the hurt. When Clara slipped out to fetch more water, he lifted his gaze to you. "you..." his voice came out low, almost a whisper, "I'm so sorry for everything." He bit his lip, his fingers drumming on the rim of his glass. "But... do you still want to try?"