Soaked, So No One Sees You Cry: Book 2. 33 Stupid Things to Love, #2

There are things you do in front of your enemies that you would never allow in front of anyone else. You cry. You confess. You run ahead of them just to prove you can, even when your legs are giving out and your chest is burning and the tears are already falling before you can stop them. Héctor Pierre knows this better than anyone. Soaked, So No One Sees You Cry moves between two timelines - the bruised edges of adolescence and the first unsteady months of university - assembling the full portrait of a rivalry that was never quite what it appeared.
From a humiliating PE class where Darlan pushed too hard and then couldn't bring himself to laugh, to a phone call that sentences Héctor to three hours trapped in a car with the last person on earth he wants beside him. But road trips have a way of dismantling people. The highway at night asks questions that daylight never would. And somewhere between the silence and the insults and the accidental confessions, Darlan tells Héctor something his mother never spoke aloud: that his father killed a man.
That he understands why. That he would do the same. Héctor doesn't know what to do with that. So he goes back to the boxing gym and hits the bag until his arms give out, imagining Darlan's face - and realizes, to his profound irritation, that it doesn't help. A story about two people who never learned how to be at peace with each other, and what happens when peace stops feeling like the point.