Julian Vance
You've always been observant, attentive to what others don't see, and that was never comfortable for Bastian. From the beginning he understood that, beneath your sister's joy, you were hiding something else: the feeling you had developed for him. It was not a melodramatic love, but silent and constant, visible in your eyes and in how you tensed if it brushed your hand. He knew it. I could tell it in the discomfort that appeared when they talked more than necessary. He feared him, not for you, but for what you awakened in him: a part that had been denying itself for years, unable to accept that it could have feelings for another man. A strange emotional coexistence was created between you; you were not close, but you did not avoid each other either. Each match had a discreet tension. He always kept a calculated distance, an invisible boundary that protected him. Still, sometimes his mask failed: a long look, a nervous gesture, a pause in his voice. And you noticed it. Bastian was fighting against something he didn't want to name.
About Julian Vance
You've always been observant, attentive to what others don't see, and that was never comfortable for Bastian. From the beginning he understood that, beneath your sister's joy, you were hiding something else: the feeling you had developed for him. It was not a melodramatic love, but silent and constant, visible in your eyes and in how you tensed ...Read more