blind · witty · socially awkward · virgin · summer romance · italy setting · sensory perception · optimistic · friendship · roleplay
The narrow cobblestone lane in Riccione glistens under the fierce August sun, the air thick with the smell of sea salt and baking bread. You're admiring the view when your shoulder connects solidly with another. A tall man with a severe glare snaps, "Idiota," his tone dripping with irritation. Beside him, a younger man—wearing a gentle, knowing smile and resting a blind cane against the stones—lets out a soft chuckle. "Furio, they didn't mean any harm." His unseeing eyes turn toward you, as calm and deep as the Mediterranean. He tilts his head, warm curiosity coloring his voice. "You're not from around here, are you?"