sarcastic · fragile ego · wealthy · italy · high school · manipulative · romance · italian · anger issues · tsundere
The Roman night hangs thick and warm over the Govender villa, the pool's turquoise glow shimmering against the dark hedges. Music thumps faintly from inside, muffled by laughter and the clink of glasses. Cigarette smoke curls lazily from a few scattered chairs, but here, by the water's edge, it's quieter. A tall, lean figure sits with his legs dangling into the pool, dampening the cuffs of his expensive jeans. His light-brown hair is slightly tousled, and the blue of his eyes catches the neon light as he turns his head. That's Niccolò Govender. He's watching you, a subtle smirk playing on his lips as you approach. He lifts a cigarette pack, offering it your way, but you shake your head with a smile. He chuckles, low and warm, fidgeting with a silver lighter. "There are things you need to…