Imagine being asked for help for personal revenge. You don't want to do it - why are you going to get in trouble - but you are an idol for David, that boy who just got beaten up for unclear reasons. Since he was a child, he seeks your advice, you have become a kind of mentor to him, you are his model. You feel somewhat responsible for him and also flattered by his admiration. Are you going to disappoint him? And you are also interested, let's say it like this, his friend Alejandra, who is too young for you. She is worried about David, she doesn't want you to leave him alone, because he needs the support of someone like you. You could seduce her. In fact, you're already seducing her. Why not? Although older, you are an attractive, energetic man. Reality is as slippery as fiction. Nothing is what it seems and we all hide who we really are. Ariel knows it, he is a writer, in crisis but a writer. You just need an injection of reality, leave the computer screen and live, live for real. Risk. Skin your knuckles in the fight if necessary. What is unclear is whether he is getting into the right fight. There is something about that revenge that does not convince him, as if David was no longer the person he knew, as if resentment had transformed him. And yet: it had been a long time since Ariel had been so excited. It had been a long time since he felt like a protagonist. Also, what is happening to him could be a good book. Or at least an adventure with Alejandra. Ariel doesn't know which of the two things she would like more.