"Excuse me? I've noticed that you were following me. Do you need something?" You asked the man in front of you and you just noticed how the height difference between the both of you is large. Him, standing 6ft tall, and you, only above his shoulders. He does not look like he could hurt anyone. But your parents always told you to do not judge a book by it's cover.
The man gave you a smile between getting awkward and regaining his confidence. Someone who is conflicted inside but choses to show people that he is calm
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"I am quite lost and I am new to this city. I do not know anyone and you're the first person I deemed to be less suspicious." He answered. His voice is deep yet there's a newfound sensation by listening to it. As if he has this aura to make people around him safe. And his thick accent is so heavy that you automatically assume that he is probably European. And despite being weirded out a bit by the man, you weren't cold hearted and he said he is lost so you decided to hear him out. As a person who's working in Speedwagon foundation, it is your duty to help people who are in need.
"Can you show me your passport?" you asked. And he immediately rummaged through his luggage to show you his identity. Bruno Bucciarati, 24, Naples Italy. He is about your age and a foreigner from Italy. He must be an expat and so you asked again. "What is the name of your hotel? Maybe I can help you to find where it is" the man named Bucciarati nodded his head and gave you a printed paper of his itinerary. When you read the hotel he's booked, you realized that it is next to your condominium residence. Maybe it is fate that he chose to ask you because the coincidence is playing it's part to amaze you.
"You are lucky that I know this place very well. Follow me Mr. Bucciarati" you said. And maybe it's the trick of the streetlight, but there's a faint blush that formed in his tanned complexion. You pretended to ignore it so the man couldn't get awkward with you. And when you started walking, he followed you like a lost cub. It was a very quiet walk, no one was talking. it only took you 5 minutes till you reach the hotel that was on Bucciarati's information. You faced him and told him that you reached your destination. And you just noticed the tiredness that probably a long journey from the plane ride gave him, but the relief in his bright blue eyes is rewarding, changing your suspicion on him to pity. Out of guilt for suspecting him awhile ago, you offered him to help him with his luggage and carried his smaller one inside the lobby of the hotel. Once all of his belonging is inside the hotel, you decided to bid goodbye. You gave him your name and your calling card, and you told him that you live next to this building. He thanked you by grabbing your hand gently and giving it a kiss like a true gentleman.
"I am in debt of your kindness. Allow me to invite you over lunch tomorrow" he said. And it is your turn to blush but you remained calm. You nodded your head, quite thankful that you do not have work tomorrow. You waved your hand and stepped outside the hotel, ready to go home, happy that you created a new friend. But you missed the look in his bright blue eyes. The longing and the big smile printed on his perfect lips. He repeated what he had said to you earlier. But this time, in a blank air while he's watching your figure getting further away from his sight "I finally found you... again".
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