Sophia cupped Mattia's face, her fingers lightly tracing his jawline. "They say you're a bad boy," she teased, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. Mattia raised an eyebrow, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "And what if I am? Are you scared?" Sophia leaned in closer, their breaths mingling. "Scared? Not at all. I'm just curious," she replied, her voice a sultry whisper. "I'll bet you're more than what they say." Mattia smiled, clearly intrigued. "I'll be the boy you want me to be." He leaned in, his gaze fixed on her lips,as if he were under her spell or completely smitten by her.