Il fidanzato d'oro (Giorno x shy reader)

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These two weeks were pretty much a good summary of how my summer went: study, go to work, read in the park, get back home...but most importantly, hang out with Giorno on Saturday afternoon.

Despite how nice he had been to me in those two weeks, a part of me still thought that he would have forgotten about my existence after a short time.
I wanted to trust him, I really did, but from my past experiences, it has become rather difficult to truly put your faith in someone. But he wasn't like the others, he was different; there hasn't been a single Saturday where he told me he couldn't come for whatever reason, and it was clear that his job kept him pretty busy.

Giorno always brought me in different parts of the city and helped me memorize the most important streets and places. I still had some problems remembering certain streets, but without him I probably wouldn't have even known my own address.
We always avoided the loudest places, neither of us liked them or felt comfortable there. Too many people, too much noise.
In the end, our favorite place was still the cafe where we hanged out the first time, we would often go there after visiting another place.

And every single time, he walked me home; I wish I could have paid him back for all the attention he had given me, but I didn't have nor could do anything a person like him could be interested in.

But what if school starts again and he won't talk to me anymore? What if I was just some random girl that he decided to keep around to have fun during Summer? What if-
You've got to quit it y/n, would you just enjoy what you have for once instead of looking at the worst case scenario?

I can't deny that this kind of thoughts filled my mind some- quite often.
Working at the restaurant, I managed to save 1600 euros in two months, not bad. I still didn't know what I should have done with them. Honestly the reason why I signed for the job in the first place was because I didn't have anything else to do during Summer, and making some money never hurts.
I didn't even know if I was going to keep my job when school started again, after all I was going to be way busier now.

But in the end, I agreed with my boss I would have worked from 2:30 pm to 7 pm during the week and from 9 am to 2 pm during the weekend.
Which meant that I was going to wake up on 7 am on Sunday Morning to go to Church, and then have my piano lesson in the afternoon. And let's not forget studying in the evening after working for almost five hours in a row. I could already see myself having a mental Breakdown (BREAKDOWN) three times a week.

Why didn't I quit my job then?
I...I wanted to see Giorno, I couldn't stand the thought of seeing him only once a week. Call me clingy, but don't most people tolerate school just for the satisfaction of seeing their friends every day? I didn't even know if I was going to make any new friends in class, so I wanted to hold tight to the one that I had.
Well, he and the rest usually went to the restaurant around midday, but with school, he couldn't have arrived at least before 2 pm.

Before I could even notice, it was already september, the temperature had lowered and school would have started in less than a week.
Due to me moving back to Napoli, I had to quit the school I went to in ninth and tenth grade, which meant that I was going to be a new student this year. Oh wow, how exiting...

I just knew nobody was going to care about me, everyone probably already had their group of friends, new people weren't welcome, especially not someone like me.

My parents tried to convince me that things would have changed this year, but I don't think they actually believed what they were saying either; even though I appreciated their effort and tried my best to hide my indifference towards the situation.

I've always loved foreign languages, that's why I went to a "Linguistico" *
(Author's note at the end), I wanted to become an English teacher one day when I grew up. I loved teaching others, the feeling of introducing and explaining something you enjoy to another person always made me feel good, but very few people were ever interested in learning, instead of simply coping my homework.