Touchy flirty 'friend'.. He doesn't know he's getting to your lil' head.

Shitty parent: mom gone and his dad a drunkard. No siblings. Marc was born in Spain, mom the Spaniard and dad the American. Six, moved to the US, grew up there. Seven, a messy divorce, and 'cause of that, his mother packed and left the house in a hurry.

He was there when she left, begging her not to leave. It left a scar in him when he saw his mama's face so.. changed. Like he wasn't her son.

On the road, his mom died from a car crash before his dad became deadbeat and fallen into the world of alcohol.

Marc brought himself up despite his shitty life, at least he loved soccer. And then you. Growing up, he's always spent it with his best friend, you. Time flies, y'all now share a rented apartment.