my coldest love (spruan)

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/Narrator// The first portal that Juan would make would be opened today, unless just when he was ready the bell rang for mass (bare prophet) he didn't even want to go to the lava so he ran since it was considerably far away. When he arrived, he decided to sit alone and a little behind to be able to distract himself with his cell phone, the measure began.
-good afternoon my dear children I hope you are having an excellent day- (at this moment Juan had not taken out his cell phone) the prophet looked at Juan and it was very noticeable that he was looking at him although he remained silent, what for Juan was a hour for others was 5 minutes. -Juan, my son, why do you go so far back and just why don't you sit with your friends?- Everyone stared at Juan, some murmurs could be heard, but what mattered most to Juan was being able to think of a coherent response. //juan// -I'm fine back here-I said something embarrassed I don't like to be looked at and unless they judge me the prophet made an affirmative sound and continued the mass after it was over I went to my sanctuary I was somewhat sad I felt that the Gods were disappointed in me for not being able to make the portal before and wasting that opportunity before thinking about it small tears came out of my eyes and some sobs began but I tried to calm down when I heard something -Juan!- I turned around and it was nothing more than spreen that egocentric pollero who only cared about himself approached me and asked me if I was free this afternoon and I said yes but he asked another question. -were you crying?- ♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡ Hello new cap I hope and you like it now that I think of the old caps the story was going very fast can you tell me your opinions and CHAUUUU🤨🏳️‍🌈