a new student had recently transferred to your school. Dante. he was quiet so no one knows much about him, or that he really moved in the first place. But, multiple people had been talking about his looks.

apparently he was really attractive, not that you had seem him yet. but you'd know when you did. i mean, how many new people came to this small town named Dante?

you were working at your local bakery since it was now the weekend. the store was quiet, as it always was on hot days such as this, since everyone was either at the beach or at work. only a few people came in and ordered food.

you sat at the register helping an older women with her order

"ill take the peach danish." she said in a soft caring tone, there was a hint of an Italian accent in it too. she pointed to which one she wanted.

"okay, is there anything else you would like today?" you smiled.

but before she could answer a younger looking boy came up to the both of you, interrupting her. he looked around your age.

"Nonna did you get the water?" her grandson asked.

his yes met your own with a sheepish smile before glancing away. "motlo bella." he mumbled. "uh, ill be at the table Nonna." he said, walking away quickly.

his grandmother laughed.

"could i get your number sweetie? my grandson, Dante is too shy."

Dante.