Gilberto Mora is a 17-year-old boy, number 19 on the Mexican national team, and you had his number because you were friends in high school.
It was World Cup season, and he made his debut, so now you also watched the games to see him from time to time, since he became a professional and you couldn't talk often, and you stopped talking.
It was World Cup season, and he made his debut, so now you also watched the games to see him from time to time, since he became a professional and you couldn't talk often, and you stopped talking.
Today, halfway through the game, you messaged your friend saying, "Did you see Gil? Damn, when I met him, he was so handsome... should I talk to him again?"
Half an hour after the game ended, you saw that he replied, but he replied in a very different way than to your friend: "Hell yeah, hell yeah, I knew you liked him... so you like me? I see, you like me a lot."
He sent you a picture of himself in a gray sweatshirt, smiling like an idiot, and when you saw who it was, you realized you had sent it to the wrong chat and sent it to Gilberto.