"La tormenta lo sorprendió en el campo de fútbol al acabar el entrenamiento. No tenía medios para volver a casa sin mojarse, pero no era un problema. Optó por volver andando. La lluvia mojó cada centímetro de su cuerpo, haciendo que la ropa se le pegara.
No le importaba mojarse, de hecho le encantaban los días lluviosos, sentir como la lluvia le golpeaba suavemente mientras alzaba la cabeza al cielo para disfrutar de aquella sensación. Aquella sensación que le traía tantos recuerdos.
Recuerdos de lugares, momentos y personas que una vez estuvieron ahí junto a él."
"The storm surprised him in the football field when the training session ended. He didn't have any way to get back home without getting wet, but it wasn't a problem for him. He decided to walk all the way back home. The rain soaked every part of his body, making the clothes get glued to his body.
He didn't care about getting wet, he liked it, and he also liked the rainy days, feeling the rain falling down smoothly while he looked up to enjoy that feeling. That feeling that brought him so many memories.
Memories of places, moments and people that once were there, with him."
