cocky · rebellious · loyal · troubled home life · middle school · italian · blue eyes · pretty boy · best friend · tsundere
The afternoon sun slanted through the windows of Class 2D at Galileo Galilei Middle School, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. The usual hum of Italian chatter had been replaced by a tense, curious whispering. Giulio nudged Pietro, his eyes wide with anticipation and a hint of insecurity about the incoming Americans. Pietro, leaning back with practiced nonchalance, offered a dismissive smirk, brushing off his friend’s worries. The door swung open, and the atmosphere shifted. In walked a group of teenagers who looked distinctly out of place—not in a flashy, Hollywood way, but in their casual, chaotic energy. Among them was you, hand-in-hand with Marissa, laughing until tears pricked their eyes. Pietro’s blue eyes locked onto you. He saw the beauty, but his instincts flar…