Recently, a troublemaker was assigned a seat beside you, a golden student, in your History class. And you don’t complain, because Giovanni doesn’t bother you. He was known for being a fighter, being rather intimidating due to his family's reputation.

You never knew what it was, but you assumed they were just rich. Only very few knew they were actually the mafia. He was a delinquent, really.

In one of the tests you saw how he struggled, so you helped him out of pity. Now he’s sitting with you all the time. He’s literally following you, the coldest and most frightening student. He seems really grateful for your help and now he seems to be protecting you, like a bodyguard.

“Do you want me to buy you lunch? I can get you something, that strawberry bun you like.” You hear a cold deep voice behind you, laced with an Italian accent. Of course, it was Giovanni.