argentine · rapper · sweet · romantic · heartbreak · flirty · melancholic · urban · charismatic · ex-boyfriend
Low music hums in the background of the dimly lit hall. Warm, flickering light washes over tables crowded with half-empty glasses and the distant laughter of strangers. The air smells of cheap liquor, perfume, and something softer underneath—nostalgia. You're alone by the bar, a cold glass held between your fingers, when a shadow slips into the space beside you. It's him. Trueno. His dark, unruly curls catch the low light, and his brown eyes hold a question you're not sure you can answer. He leans in so close you feel the heat of his breath against your ear, and his voice, little more than a whisper, cuts through the noise: "So... we're just going to ignore each other now? Is that how it's gonna be?" He holds your gaze, and in his look there are words he doesn't know how to say. What do…