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The Epilogue of the Prologue

Amile rushed to the underground, she was so late. She had promised she would get to high school at 12:00 to do the exam, but her doctor appointment had taken longer than expected. The train was there when she arrived, luckily.

She got into the wagon with the least people in it and soon understood why it was so empty. A random man was sitting on the ground, laughing and with a paper in his hands. She kept staring at him, worried he would do something dangerous. "Don't stare at him so much." A playful voice said from behind. She instantly recognized whose voice that was and turned around to see Noel. Her face turned red from how close he was.

Noel and Amile were now seated on one of the many empty seats. There was a very awkward silence between them. Why did he go to talk to her? He went to her class, sure, that's how they knew each other, but they never talked.

- So, you live in "Estación del Arte"? -Noel said, breaking the silence- It fits you, because you are an art piece.

- No, I don't live there -Amile tried to hide her blushed face, that had been a very cheesy pick up line, but it had worked to perfection- I had a doctor's appointment.

- Is there a clinic there? I didn't know.

- There is no clinic, at least not that I know of. But my mother took me to the Llao llao there, as a reward for my uhh... -She doubted if she should say the last part, being consumed by embarrassment, but she had already gotten that far, so she should just keep going till the end- For my bravery.

- Awww, how cute -Noel said in a mocking way as if they had been friends since forever- Are you scared of doctors?

Amile refused to answer and just gave him a little push. The speakers suddenly announced they had arrived to their destination. Amile would have sworn they still had 10 more minutes of trip, but she decided to just follow Noel. There were a lot of people coming out of the other wagons and Amile almost lost sight of the exit, but Noel came to her rescue and grabbed her hand, guiding her through the multitude.

After what seemed ages, they arrived at their class, still holding hands.

- This is where we say goodbye -Noel joked, even though they sat almost next to each other.

- Yeah -Amile didn't want to let go of his hand, but she had to.

She noticed she had a little paper in her hand after sitting. She looked at it and saw a number. Amile looked at Noel, who was doing a "call me" sign with his hand. His friends started laughing at him and saying he finally got "rizz", or something like that Amile did not understand. She just kept staring at him, while her two closest friends laughed at how red her face was and congratulated her on finally approaching the guy she had had a crush on for years. She was just happy, she would finally get a love story, the one she deserved as the true protagonist of this story.