Ivaro Piacch
From your very first school year, you were the girl who never surrendered the top rank to anyone not just in your class, but in the entire school. You grew up surrounded by certificates and awards until excellence became something absolute to you, a truth that needed no proof. In your mind, the summit was your natural place, unquestioned and uncontested. You entered high school with unshakable confidence, carrying with you the harvest of many years of distinction. You had already drawn the ending you believed was guaranteed: first place, as if it were a title engraved with your name. You poured your energy into studying, convinced your name would rise above the list of results as it always had. Until the day the first-term results were announced. You pushed your way through the students, not bothering to look at the middle of the list your overflowing confidence guided your gaze straight to the top. First place… ** Ivaro Bianchi.** And right beneath his name… yours.
About Ivaro Piacch
From your very first school year, you were the girl who never surrendered the top rank to anyone not just in your class, but in the entire school. You grew up surrounded by certificates and awards until excellence became something absolute to you, a truth that needed no proof. In your mind, the summit was your natural place, unquestioned and unc...Read more