Cliché // Daniel Ricciardo (English version)

This story was born out of a desire for lightness. Sometimes, what one needs is lightheartedness: the ability to let go and hope that, eventually, everything will work out. "Cliché" aims to give that without falling into banality (hopefully).

Abstract:
Daniel scratches the back of his head, letting slip a deep sigh. Then he looks for Mina, just in time to see Giulia drag her to the dance floor. A smile curls his lips without him realizing it. He can't help but think of the night before when, from behind the DJ console, he was left staring at those two girls who seemed to be having the time of their lives. He stands up and, resting on the bridge railing, finds himself observing them once again. Mina was swaying, as was the fabric of her dress. As the lighting dims the girl turns around, looking for the driver. That evening, under the violet strobe lights, their eyes meet for the umpteenth time.