Historia De Amor
The Movie

Before rising to fame, Franno plays a small set with his band at a local bar. The place is packed, filled with the usual noise and energy of a weekend crowd. But in the middle of it all, someone catches his eye. He notices her almost without meaning to. Something about her stands out. Maybe it’s the way she’s listening, or the calm presence she carries in the middle of the noise. Whatever it is, he feels drawn to her right away.

After his set ends and the crowd disappears, he walks outside of the building, alone. A full moon hangs quietly in the sky, glowing with a beauty so soft and perfect it reminds him of her. Franno begins to see Vane through a poetic lens, likening her graceful movements and delicate features to the moon itself. Her presence feels luminous and ethereal—each gesture echoing the quiet beauty of moonlight, each glance a reflection of something distant, yet deeply familiar. The music plays in his head, but the moment is only a dream. What’s her name? Did she feel the same? Will he ever see her again?

Some time later, Franno is on set filming his first music video for the retro-style single, “Yo Te Amaré.” The atmosphere is buzzing with energy and excitement. Everything is coming together just as he had imagined. There’s a strong sense that this is the moment he’s been waiting for—the opportunity to finally share his music with a wider audience. Before the filming starts, his manager tells him they found a dancer choreographer for the music video. The name hits him like a jolt. Vane. He hadn’t seen her since that night at the bar. In that instant, he feels it: the possibility that this isn’t just a coincidence. That maybe, this is the start of something real.

Franno can’t shake the feeling that seeing Vane again was more than chance. He wants to know her and learn the story behind those eyes that caught his attention so easily.With quiet hope, he brings flowers, a cup of her favorite coffee, each time he visits her at dance practice. Small, simple gestures, but they say more than words ever could. He wonders what it would be like to be part of her world. To share moments beyond the stage and the music.But beneath his excitement, there’s a question that he himself can’t answer yet. Does she feel the same way? Or is this just the start of a story only he’s ready to write?

Franno and Vane’s story grew slowly, then all at once.What started with a spark turned into something real. As they spent more time together—between rehearsals, video shoots, and quiet coffee breaks—their connection deepened.Both were passionate about their art—Franno with his music, Vane with her dancing—and somehow, their worlds just fit.As time went on, people started to notice them. Franno’s songs began reaching more people, and Vane’s dancing caught more eyes. They were rising—separately, but also together. And through it all, their relationship bloomed. They supported each other, cheered each other on, and found comfort in knowing they weren’t alone in the journey. Now, they weren’t just known for their talent. They were known as something more.Together.

Franno and the band are on a rooftop, surrounded by close friends. The evening is warm and full of laughter, good food, and music. Recently, Franno has been working on a new song called "La Propuesta" with Kevin, the band’s guitarist. They’ve been brainstorming together—Franno writing lyrics, Kevin shaping the melody—crafting something meaningful for a special moment. What Vane doesn’t know is that Kevin is planning to propose to Caro, the band’s bass player. As the night unfolds, Franno picks up his guitar and begins to sing "La Propuesta." His voice carries across the rooftop, filling the air with emotion. The lyrics are tender, romantic, full of promise. Vane listens closely, her heart fluttering—just for a moment, she wonders if this song is meant for her. Then, as the final chords fade, Kevin stands up. He looks a little nervous. Slowly, he walks over to Caro, takes her hand... and drops to one knee. A proposal. The rooftop erupts in cheers and applause. It’s a beautiful, unforgettable moment. And as Franno and Vane watch Kevin and Caro embrace, a quiet thought passes between them—unspoken but deeply felt: Someday… maybe.

As Franno’s music takes him to new places and Vane’s career keeps her constantly moving, the space between them quietly grows. Not all at once, but the little things. Missed calls. Tired replies. Promises to talk later that never happen. There are still moments that feel like before: inside jokes, warm hugs, old songs that bring back everything they once were. But those moments are fewer now. And in between them? Long silences. Words left unsaid. That heavy feeling of being close but not connected. It’s not anger. It’s not anyone’s fault. It’s just life—the quiet heartbreak of loving someone while slowly drifting apart. Your heart begins to sense that this might be the beginning of the end, a slow unraveling. And yet, deep down, there’s still hope. Hope that something will shift, that love will find its way back, and that things can be like they were before… that everything is going to be okay

Eventually, the silence says what words no longer can. It’s over. No fight. No goodbye.
Just the quiet end when two people stop holding on. That night, Franno pours his heart out with a deep, honest, performance. The room is still and the piano plays. Each note, a piece of him breaking.

Franno, now in the spotlight, performs to a crowd, but his mind drifts to the cherished memories he once shared with Vane. On the outside, he’s present, but inside, he’s somewhere else. Vane sits with someone new. She smiles, laughs, but when the room goes quiet, her thoughts drift too. To the rooftop dinners. The late-night rehearsals. The way he once looked at her like she was his whole world. They’re in different places now. Living different lives. But some memories never really leave and they’re both still carrying pieces of them. For Franno, Vane remains etched in his heart—not just as a chapter in his past, but as the love of his life.

The music is loud, the lights bright, and the crowd is alive with energy. Franno is on stage, singing the final song of his concert. But in the middle of it all, his eyes land on one face—hers. Vane is in the audience, quiet and calm, standing beside someone new. Time has passed. Life has moved on—for both of them. There’s no tension, no pain. Just a gentle question that hangs in the air for a moment: Should they find their way back to each other? As Franno sings, the world around him fades. He’s back in that small, crowded room where they first danced. No lights. No noise. Just the two of them, swaying slowly, lost in their own little world. Their eyes meet, and for a second, it feels like no time has passed at all. There’s love there. And gratitude. The kind that comes from knowing you truly mattered to someone, even if only for a chapter. For a brief moment, it seems like they might consider going back. But they don’t. Instead, they share a quiet, knowing smile—an unspoken thank you.