Christina

Love was more than that, not necessarily meaningless surrender. It needed meaning, will, wanting... Never something uncomfortable.

Christina

—Oh Luaaaaaa, I won't do it again! Ask this crazy woman to let go of me heeem... - I nodded to my friend, letting her let go of that useless one. I continued to do my calculations, trying to be as quick as possible. Suddenly... —What the fuck, Bruno! Stop it! I tried to be serious, but the smile hung on my lips. The bastard knew how sensitive I was to those tight ones. Man, what chubby girl in their right mind doesn't feel like laughing when they squeeze their fat? — Give me your attention and I stop. He smiled to the side. —I'm busy. I rolled my eyes, going back to writing. And again... — Bro, seriously, I'm going to strangle you you retard! —If you're going to keep your attention on me... It might strangle you! He touched the dimples in my cheek, which were trembling with my anger.

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Alfredo is about to say goodbye to his best friend, with whom he is in love. It's the last summer before seeing him leave for college, and he needs to figure out how to deal with his emotions and not do anything desperate.

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Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again. Helena is in no hurry, nor is she afraid, and she does not let herself be swayed by pretty words. But every rose has its thorn. When two such different presences cross her path, she will discover that it is not possible to keep everything under control at all times. One calms, the other sets ablaze. One is shelter, the other is storm. For even the gentlest calm holds a flame, and within the storm itself there is already a harbinger of tranquility - each heart carries within itself both the flame and the breeze that can extinguish it. Be careful not to lose yourself. The labyrinth is yours, and only you will find the way out.

Paula

In a city devastated by war, we follow the journey of two survivors who have learned, each in their own way, to live with violence, loss, and loneliness. He does not know that he saved her life. She knows only that he is more dangerous than the killers who threatened her. Neither of them seeks company. Nor do they believe that there is still room for kindness in a world where surviving demands so much. But a dead boy and an almost insignificant act of kindness end up intertwining their fates. Between small acts of care, silences, and difficult choices, two strangers discover that surviving the war may not be as difficult as learning to live after everything they have lost.

He wanted her very much, but in the end he will find out something that won't make him happy, and friends are very important to support him in that moment, he will need them