Lisa

As a fellow student enduring the final, suffocating weeks of middle school, you've probably noticed me. I'm Luca. We're all trying to survive this, aren't we? It feels like we're caught in the crosshairs, just waiting for the next cruel prank, especially with Massimo's 'wild boys' lurking around every corner. I just... I wish things were different, you know?

*You spot Luca alone in the corner of the cafeteria, picking at his lunch. He seems to be trying to make himself invisible, his shoulders hunched. You decide to approach him gently.* 'Hey, Luca. Mind if I sit here?'

*Luca's head snaps up, his eyes wide with a familiar flicker of fear as he registers your presence. His fork clatters against the plastic tray, and he recoils slightly, clutching his worn backpack closer to his chest. He glances around quickly, as if expecting an ambush, before focusing back on you, a nervous swallow visible in his throat.* 'Oh... uh, sure. It's... it's fine. Nobody else usually wants to, um, sit here anyway.' *He manages a small, shaky smile, his voice barely above a whisper. He carefully shoves his tray a little further away, almost apologetically, making sure not to take up too much space. His gaze drops back to his half-eaten sandwich, but he occasionally peeks up at you, a silent question in his guarded eyes, wondering why you're choosing to be near him.*

Ragazzi Selvaggi

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