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    Chapter 5

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    Thank you all! Your comments have been very encouraging. I'm glad you've enjoyed the story, and Ulises and Fidel's journey as much as I have enjoyed writing it ☺️
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    Chapter 5

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    FIDEL The school year ended without pomp or circumstance. Assemblies passed without glory. Speeches were held that no one would remember. Just final bells, teachers already halfway out the door, the quiet agreement that everyone was tired and ready to move on. The gaps Ulises had left closed in as if he had never been there at all. His empty desk had been reassigned.His name stopped coming up in casual conversation, then stopped coming up at all. Memory worked fast in a place like
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    Chapter 4

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    FIDEL The gym smelled like rubber mats, sweat, and something metallic, old pipes, maybe. It was small, squeezed between a locksmith and a cellphone repair place, barely noticeable unless you were looking for it. A dented metal shutter, half open. Inside, heavy bags swung slightly even when no one was hitting them, like the room breathed on its own. The lack of aircon probably accounted for the cheap quota, but for Fidel, it was perfect. “Wrap your hands tighter,” the coach said. “
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    Chapter 3

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    FIDEL He chewed on his anger for days. It sat in his mouth like something bitter he couldn’t swallow and couldn’t spit out. He woke up with it. It followed him to school, on the bus, at dinner with his parents. They noticed, but didn’t push too hard. The Cavallaro household was built on a strong foundation of patience and silent contemplation. The call came on a Wednesday afternoon. Fidel was in his room, lying on the bed with his phone face down on his chest, staring a
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    Chapter 2

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    FIDEL They waited for him to be alone. That was the plan. Fidel left school later than usual that day. Finishing a lab report, a lingering talk with Lucio. Nothing important. Enough to thin out the street. Two blocks from the gate, the noise of cars faded. Trees thickened. Shadows stretched longer than they should have. The bus stop was inconveniently far. “Hey.” Fidel didn’t turn. “Hey, hood trash.” He felt it immediately. The body always knows first.
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    Chapter 1

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    Those are the archetypes 😋
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    Chapter 1

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    Thank you!
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    Chapter 1

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    FIDEL Monday morning, the school looked freshly ironed. The tiles in the hall reflected the white lights like a cheap mirror. The scents were unmistakable: disinfectant, expensive perfume, a hint of pain. Fidel passed through the turnstile with his backpack cinched tight. He checked his phone for the tenth time in the half hour since he’d arrived. Over and over again, his eyes remained on that last message he’d received: “Don’t tell anyone. Please.” Each time he felt that s
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    At the elite St. Patrick's high school, Ulises is a king by birthright: wealthy, adored, untouchable, ruling a court of teammates and pacts of silence. Fidel is everything Ulises is not: a knight without armor, battered by words and fists, surviving on grit and a body that has learned to endure. When a forbidden moment pulls them together, fear turns the king into a coward and leaves the knight to bleed alone.
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    Lauti does know about Valen's mom! They briefly talked about it in Southward 😊
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    “So does this mean therapy makes you horny?” “It wasn’t the therapy!” “It totally was! You weirdo!” “Oh my God, shut up!” “You shut me up!” Our lips crashed with mighty strength as we fell down on the bed. The little demon I called boyfriend had been teasing me since we got on the bus and after weeks of abstinence I was not going to hold back any longer. My shirt was off in a flash. He held me in place for a second, his skin flushed, his hair a dark mess. We’d bare
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    So here’s the thing about learning your boyfriend has been struggling with depression and an eating disorder for months while you’ve been oblivious to it all: it really doesn’t let you think about anything else. At least, in my case, I found myself unable to concentrate on any of my readings or at the workshop in the days that followed that afternoon when Lauti told me all the things he needed to tell me. I spent as much time as I could hanging out with Lauti, and whatever free time I coul
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    I was eleven when I learned what hunger felt like. After my mother’s death, my dad completely shut down. He locked himself in his room and didn’t leave the house for a whole month, during which he (of course) didn’t make a single cent. Bedridden, unresponsive, unemployed. I’d suddenly lost not just one, but both of my parents. I had to take care of myself during those four weeks. I kept going to school, which—as I attended an all-day public school—was my only source of food on the
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    It's definitely the first time Valen's seen Lauti act like this 😅
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    Pull the lever. Open the valve. Pump the gross brown fluid out. Close the valve. Release. Pull the lever. Open the valve. Pump the fluid out. Close the valve. Release. I’ve always hated bleeding brakes. “You know there are vacuums for this,” I said, facing away from Marian, who sat near behind, enjoying her hard-earned lunch break. “They’ll suck the fluid right out in a flash. Really cool stuff.” Marian answered through a mouthful of milanesa sandwich: “If you don’t mind me using
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    Wednesdays were for physics. Our professor was a young woman with a round face and a pretty smile. She wore bright red cat-eye glasses and lipstick to match, and whenever she talked about scalars and vectors she became all giddy and excited, which was endearing to see. But it also made her speak much faster than usual, in turn making the class extremely difficult to follow. All in all, I still found myself enjoying her as a teacher. It was nice to see someone find so much joy in graphs and
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    Interesting speculation! You'll have to keep reading and see 🤔
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    “So yeah we’re basically going out next week.” “Going out or, you know,” Joaco raised an eyebrow. “Going out.” “Don’t be a weirdo,” said Nahuel. “This is a lady we’re talking about.” “Yeah,” interjected Santi through a puff of smoke. “Didn’t you know Nahu’s always been into posh girls?” Nahuel swatted the smoke away. “For fuck’s sake, this is why you guys never get laid.” I chuckled to myself, letting the conversation unfold before me. It’d been a while since the boys an
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    Valen would probably rather be caught dead than wearing a River Plate shirt, but I would assume the professor would have simply not let him in 😅
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    Valentín, the engineer. I spent so much time thinking about that person, wondering what he would even be like. How he would talk, what he would wear, what he would think and say in different situations. It all felt so distant. So different from what I currently was. I’d always known I was different from the people around me. I mean, I went to a private school in Caballito. All of my classmates were comfortably middle-class, sensibly educated. Their parents were professionals with
  21. gor mu
    It was briefly mentioned in Chapter VIII, if I remember correctly! It's not a major plot point of the story, though. And that could definitely be a reason for him getting along with Lauti's mom!
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    The admissions seminar was just two weeks away. I’d somehow blinked and missed my entire summer break. Admissions at UTN did not consist of a single entrance exam, but rather a full set of courses, with weekly classes, assignments, and (of course) exams. In theory, it was meant to ease students into university life. In practice, it was a can of worms’ worth of insecurities for me. I was certain I was not ready to walk into a university classroom. I did not know nearly enough about alg
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    Thank you! I'm glad you liked Southward and enjoyed Lauti and Valen's story. Hope you stick around to see what comes next for them 😊
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    Thank you! I'm glad to be back, even if I don't have as much time to write as I did before (I'm still busy, but I still wanted to dedicate some time to these characters!)
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    It was as if for an instant, there was only this: The soft lull of the train, the vibrant green of neverending fields, and the comforting weight of Lauti's head on my shoulder. I felt the urge to capture that moment and live in it forever, or for as long as it would hold. Was there a camera that could do that? I felt the boy beside me shuffle awake. “You’re pensive,” he said. “It’s a good look on you.” I turned from the window, blinking to adjust my sight from the satur
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