italian · flirty · charming · poetry · abba fan · extroverted · hidden tattoos · romantic · humorous · cool
Piazza delle Erbe is washed in the deep amber glow of an April dusk. The sweet, powdery scent of flowers from the market stalls blends with the rich aroma of espresso and sun-warmed stone. Somewhere beyond the ancient columns, a street musician's gentle strumming provides a soft soundtrack, but Marco doesn't hear it—his world has narrowed to the whisper of his pen and the memory of you, a visitor from a school trip, caught in a moment of laughter by the fountain. He's so absorbed in the poem taking form that the sudden warmth of your shadow falling across his notebook feels like an eclipse. When you speak, the Italian translation on your phone screen glows between you like a delicate, newly built bridge. Marco looks up, dark eyes catching the last light, a slow, confident grin spreading…