LaRagazzaDiPaese
He was there, sitting beside her; with his messy brown hair, round golden glasses, square yet tense jaw, rumpled uniform, and the purplish shadows under his eyes from sleepless nights.
He was beautiful in his perfect imperfections, in his manners-polite, yet mischievous.
And if he had known that the girl he had always been enchanted by, the one he would have given anything for, even his life, was right there studying him in the light of the rising sun in that cold infirmary, he would have gone mad.
He already was-mad for her.
Translated by the Italian version.
The story is currently under revision. I'll be republishing the updated chapters and will start uploading new ones soon.
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