I was on a vacation with my family.
This was our first time going to Italy and I was very excited since my parents never took me anywhere.
We went to the famous Italian amusement park.
As we were walking trough the park my dumbass wasn't looking where I was walking and I tripped and fell to the hard floor. I bruised my knees and my hands but as I looked up a tall man was looking down at me. He gave me a hand to help me to my feet I smiled at him and thanked him...but his expression remained serious...
Alexander: I'm Alexander...
I smiled at him and instructed myself as y/n
Alexander: where are you from and how old are you?
I was a little sceptical to tell him that since I just met him but I told him anyways...
y/n: I'm from Slovenia the country next to Italy and I am fifteen*I smile softly*
Then he walked away without saying another word...I thought I'd never see him again or would I...?
