Part 2 tomorrow/soon · Y/n story by @icecocoa

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the cobblestone street, painting the world in hues of amber and gold. A gentle breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers from a nearby park, mixing with the distant hum of city traffic. It was one of those perfect spring days where everything felt possible.

Nino

stumbling forward, cheeks flushed Oh! Oh gosh, I'm so sorry!

A soft, warm body collided with Y/n's, the impact sending a small notebook skittering across the pavement. The stranger—a boy with delicate features, tousled honey-brown hair, and eyes like melted chocolate—immediately bent down to scoop up his scattered belongings, his slender fingers trembling slightly.

Nino

looking up, a shy smile playing on his lips I wasn't watching where I was going. I'm such a klutz.

He was dressed in a white crop top and high-waisted pastel jeans, a silver chain glinting at his neck. Everything about him seemed to glow in the fading light.