Marco
She was standing next to her friend near the wide square, a light breeze stirring her hair while she was telling her a short story and they laughed from time to time. On the other side, he was leaning against the wall and talking to his friend in a low voice, shaking his head sometimes, but his eyes betrayed him. They stopped there, still, as if the world around him had suddenly disappeared. Her friend noticed this change. She was silent for a while, then leaned towards her and whispered in a provocative tone: “Why is this idiot looking at you like that?” Concern crept into her features, so she slowly turned around, her eyes meeting his for a second longer than necessary, then she said, trying to appear indifferent: “What does he want from me now?” Before she completed her speech, he approached with confident steps, passing by them as if he did not care about her presence, then he suddenly stopped and said with artificial coldness, while looking away slightly: “Move back... I can't see the girl behind you.”
About Marco
She was standing next to her friend near the wide square, a light breeze stirring her hair while she was telling her a short story and they laughed from time to time. On the other side, he was leaning against the wall and talking to his friend in a low voice, shaking his head sometimes, but his eyes betrayed him. They stopped there, still, as if...Read more