their meet
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A Phone rings, Buzz Buzz Buzz!!!! " Ah who is that? " " Hello? " " Hey! Iván , how many times did i need to call you? uh? why don't you pick up the calls? what are you doing there? and what time do you think is? its 8:40 pm!"
" What! s**t! am sorry dad i was so tried after that party . i got slept am sorry dad" he said it in a nervous voice.
" ah it's okay Your college starts again tomorrow, right? " "Yess" " kid do you remember adrián? "" who? ah.. oh! adriàn the son of Alejandro uncle right? " " yess , so He arrived from Russia today and he is going to be with you. i mean he has joined in your college " " uh? what? so isn't he is going back? " " No, he is going to stay here with his father and mother" " oh, that's nice" " yea, and I actually called to tell you he’s at a club in our city, at a party for his arrival. Ale called me and asked if you could pick him up are you okay with that? " " ah... um yess. its okay um.. dad where is that place? " "He’s at La Sombra club.Go pick him up quickly—his mom is waiting at home, okay?” “uh Okay, Dad, I’m leaving now. I’ll hang up, okay?” " ah okay bye" they hang up their calls. Iván starts up his car and gone to pick up adriàn.
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about iván he is a mix of being pretty, gorgeous, cute, and handsome. he has a fit and beautifull body. he is tall but not too tall. fair colour boy with black smooth silky hair. brown eyes , thich and perfect eyebrows. beautifull nose, red beautifull lips in perfect shape. he is so introverted boy and he is an artist too. he has a small friend group just one person. her name is Lucía she is so tomboy type.he sees her as his little brother not as a girl.
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at club (yo siempre tengo lo que quiero, Déjame que empuje, empuje, empuje hey?)
" yo bro, this song is fire! man!!" " yea".
(me perdí conmigo En el mōvil, unos textitos de pas de amigos) by BBY PERDÓNAME codrey, warmi.
A small smirk appears on his lips.
“…Nice.”
He leans back slightly, one hand on the wheel, the other tapping lightly to the beat. The music fills the car—smooth, emotional… the kind that just fits the night.
For once, his mind is quiet.
No thoughts.
No distractions.
Just the road ahead.
The neon lights of the city reflect on the windshield as he drives faster, the wind brushing softly past the windows.
Iván exhales, relaxed.
“…This is better.”
Then—
📱 his phone starts ringing.
The screen lights up.
Lucía.
He sighs softly, already knowing she’s not calling for something simple.
Still, he answers.
“Yeah?” he says, voice calm but slightly annoyed.
“Why are you calling me at this time?”
He keeps his eyes on the road, fingers tightening slightly on the wheel as the music lowers in the background.
The glowing sign of La Sombra begins to appear in the distance.
Closer.
Closer.
And whatever is waiting there—
He has no idea yet.
" are you driving?" " yea, am going to pick up someone " " oh then am hanging up" " ah its okay, man say why did you call me" iván said it with annoying and calm face." ah it just nothing, about tomorrow "
" tomorrow what? " he said it with confusing face.
" did you forgot tomorrow is our collage reopening! w- wait Who are you going to pick up—especially at this time? be honest. who is that? " she said it with a teasing voice.
" hey hey, you’re talking too much man!.Dad asked me to pick someone up from our club, so I’m on my way.” in annoying face.
"oh okay.but who is that person male or female?" she say it with a curiosity.
" dude, don't you remember adrián? the son of uncle Alejandro? " " ah! yess that cool guy right? " " ah, right. He has arrived from Russia today and He’s at La Sombra right now, at a party for his arrival. He’ll probably be pretty drunk, so he won’t be able to drive—that’s why Uncle asked me to go pick him up.”
Iván slowed the car slightly as he approached the crowded streets near La Sombra. Neon lights flickered ahead, and music pulsed faintly even from outside.
His phone was still on speaker.
Lucía hadn’t stopped talking.
“So you’re just going in there and picking up some random guy?” she teased.
Iván frowned, tightening his grip on the steering wheel.
“Wait.” He paused for a second.
“How am I supposed to find him?”
There was a brief silence on the other end.
Iván let out a short breath, eyes fixed on the glowing sign ahead.
“The last time I saw him was when we were in fourth grade,” he continued.
“I haven’t even seen a single photo of him since then.”
Lucía hummed, clearly amused now.
Iván clicked his tongue, slightly annoyed.
“So how exactly am I supposed to recognize him?”
He pulled the car to a stop near the entrance. The bass from inside the club thumped through the air, loud and alive.
People moved in and out, laughing, shouting, completely lost in the night.
Lucía finally spoke again, a grin obvious in her voice.
“Relax. You’ll figure it out.”
Iván narrowed his eyes slightly.
“That’s not helpful.”
He leaned back for a second, exhaling slowly.
The music from the club echoed louder now.
Somewhere inside—
Was the person he was supposed to find.
A stranger.
Or maybe… not.
Iván grabbed his phone, ready to hang up.
“Whatever. I’ll call you later.”
“Don’t fall in love,” Lucía teased before he could cut the call.
Iván scoffed.
“Shut up.”
The call ended.
For a moment, he just sat there.
Then he opened the door—
And stepped into the chaos of La Sombra.
( yo siempre tengo lo que quiero, Déjame que empuje, empuje, empuje hey?)
hey—
this song is my favorite man oh soo good.
Music hit him first—loud, pulsing, alive.
Lights flashed in red and violet, shadows moving with the crowd.
He scanned the room, eyes sharp, trying to make sense of the chaos.
How am I supposed to find him in this…
His gaze moved across the dance floor, then to the bar—
And finally landed on a group of guys sitting on a low leather sofa, laughing, drinks in hand.
Iván hesitated for a second.
Then walked toward them.
“Hey,” he said, voice calm but firm.
“Do you know someone named Adrián?”
The group quieted slightly, exchanging looks.
One of them leaned back, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah,” he said slowly.
“Why?”
Iván slipped one hand into his pocket, expression steady.
“I’m here to pick him up,” he replied.
“My dad’s friend—his father—asked me to.”
There was a pause.
Then a smirk spread across one of their faces.
“Ohhh,” another guy said, turning his head toward the dance floor.
“Adrián!”
Across the room—
Under flashing lights and loud music—
Adrián stood in the middle of it all.
Moving with the beat.
Completely in his own world.
The sound, the crowd—none of it touched him.
“Adrián!” they called again.
He stopped.
Clearly annoyed.
His jaw tightened slightly as he turned, eyes sharp.
“What?”
But then—
His gaze shifted.
And landed on Iván.
Everything else blurred.
The lights.
The music.
The people.
Gone.
For a second, Adrián didn’t move.
Didn’t speak.
Didn’t even blink.
Because standing there—
Calm, composed, completely out of place in the chaos—
Was someone he had never seen before.
And yet—
Something in his chest pulled tight.
Unfamiliar.
Sudden.
Impossible to ignore.
Iván stood still, meeting his gaze without hesitation, unaware of the storm he had just started.
Adrián’s expression didn’t change.
But something inside him did.
Quietly.
Dangerously.
—
That was the first time he ever looked at a boy like that.
And he didn’t look away.
- Writer
