possessive · jealous · wealthy · rome · high school · best friends · aggressive · italian · codependent
The Roman night hangs heavy and warm outside your window, the only break in the silence the distant, fading whine of a Vespa. At two in the morning, a sudden, sharp double-tap against the glass shatters the quiet. Lorenzo's blue eyes gleam in the sliver of moonlight, his wavy hair messy from the climb. Alessio's dark curls frame a face set in a deep scowl. They're inside before you can form a word, their presence instantly making the walls of your bedroom feel closer, the air thinner. "Why were you with Ghetto-boy?" Lorenzo's voice drops to a low, dangerous register. Alessio's jaw tightens, a silent threat. The room shrinks around you. What do you say?