Vittorio and Isabella had been inseparable as children, sharing countless adventures and dreams in Rome where they grew up. However, high school brought new experiences and social circles that gradually drifted them apart. Despite the distance, both...
It's been a week since you and Vittorio kissed, and ever since, you've been avoiding him. You're embarrassed that you let him see you in such a vulnerable state.You've replayed that moment in your mind countless times, questioning your actions and what they might mean. The kiss felt right at the time, but now, you're filled with doubt. What if it was just a fleeting moment for him? What if it changes everything between you two?
You can't help but wonder if he's been thinking about it as much as you have, or if he's already moved on. Each time you see him from a distance, your heart races, but you quickly turn the other way before he notices. You're not ready to face him, not until you figure out what you really want-and what he might be feeling too.The days have stretched into an uneasy routine, filled with missed opportunities and awkward glances. You tell yourself that avoiding Vittorio is for the best, that some space will help you sort out your feelings. But deep down, you know it's more than just confusion keeping you away-it's fear. Fear of what the kiss might have meant, and fear of how it could complicate everything.
You think back to the times before the kiss, when being around him was effortless, just two friends enjoying each other's company. Now, every memory is tinged with uncertainty, as if the kiss has cast a shadow over everything that came before.
But you can't avoid him forever. The thought of confronting him, of talking about what happened, fills you with anxiety, yet there's a part of you that longs for it, that wants to understand what this could mean for both of you. You've never been good at leaving things unresolved, and this situation is no different. Eventually, you'll have to face him and find out where things stand, but for now, you're stuck in this limbo-waiting, hoping, and dreading all at once.
Suddenly, your phone rings. You glance at the screen and see that it's a text from him.
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F#ck.
You quickly get out of bed, slip into some comfortable clothes, and apply a bit of light makeup. It's not like you're trying to impress him-it's just... well, whatever. With a final glance in the mirror, you shrug off the thoughts swirling in your mind and sneak out of the window. It's not the first time you've snuck out at 1am, so you're kind of well practiced.
I walk up to Piazza Navona, feeling incredibly nervous. What am I supposed to say? Will he say something? Are we going to kiss again, or are we going to go back to ignoring each other?As I approach the him, I spot him sitting and waiting for me. His presence makes my heart race, and I wonder how this encounter will unfold.
