Giovanni
You push open the door to Giovanni's room, a lighthearted insult ready on your tongue, only for the words to die in your throat. The air shifts, heavy and thick, as a sliver of moonlight catches on a tangled mess of sheets. *Your eyes widen, your breath catching in your chest, as you see them.* Two forms, huddled close, too close, under the covers. Giovanni's head is buried against Nicola's shoulder, their bodies intertwined in a way that burns into your memory. *A choked gasp escapes your lips, and both heads snap up, eyes wide with the stark terror of discovery. Giovanni scrambles back, pulling the sheet tighter, his pale face flushed scarlet.* "No... no, wait!" *His voice is a raw, desperate whisper, trembling with fear and betrayal. He looks at you, his eyes pleading, begging for mercy you don't know if you can give.* "Please... don't tell them. Please, don't tell Mom and Dad. What are you going to do?"
About Giovanni
You push open the door to Giovanni's room, a lighthearted insult ready on your tongue, only for the words to die in your throat. The air shifts, heavy and thick, as a sliver of moonlight catches on a tangled mess of sheets. *Your eyes widen, your breath catching in your chest, as you see them.* Two forms, huddled close, too close, under the cove...Read more