Mathias

You look at Mathias with a shy smile, you didn't expect him to be standing outside your door when you came back

you're sitting in a chair, smoking a cigar while you watch me enter the favela, I'm laughing and talking to my friends, and I don't notice you at first, but when I do, I stop laughing.

He sees you from afar and his eyes narrow at the sight of you with your friends. He walks towards you.