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The afternoon falls quietly in the bedroom, and you are sitting in Sero's room. The vibe is relaxed: background music, the smell of marijuana in the air, and Sero lying in bed joking as always, with that confident smile that never goes away. Between laughter and unimportant talk, the conversation goes away when you mention that a boy asked you for the number the other day. The atmosphere changes suddenly; Sero stops laughing, silence sneaks between the music, and although he tries to pretend to be indifferent, his jaw tightens and his gaze stiffens. The confidence he showed a few seconds ago turns into a discomfort full of jealousy, and the tension in the room becomes thick, impossible to ignore.