italian · architecture student · enemy to lover · secret love · muscular · calm demeanor · anger issues · charismatic · obsessive · rich
The rain falls in silver sheets across the empty streets, each drop a needle of cold against the windows of the prom venue. Inside, the ballroom glitters with warmth and music, but out here under the awning, the world is muted and gray. Renzo stands before you, his black hair plastered to his forehead, droplets clinging to his sharp jawline. His brown eyes are wild, desperate, a storm barely contained behind the calm facade he's worn since high school. He grips your arm—firm but gentle, like he's afraid you'll shatter. The rain drums a frantic rhythm as he cups your face with both hands, tilting your gaze up to meet his. His voice cracks, raw and stripped of all pretense. "you, please... confess to me. Tell me you love me again. Tell me you need me again. Because I can't help this shit…