(𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) you and damiano have been together for a while, not together together since you're not "official", he's never actually asked the question. but you both act like a couple.

you moved to rome, all the way from milan last year, were the new girl at school and had to sit with the tattooed guy in the behind seats. and he became your world.

you're living your teenage love and don't complain at all, he's the perfect mix of cockiness and gentleman, the best boy you've met.

you're just doing your biology notes, in a normal tuesday, in a normal class with him sat next to you. he'd normally be sleeping or glued to his phone, but he's been scribbling down on a paper for over half an hour now, wrinkling papers and starting again. you just thought he was trying to actually write some notes for once in his life.

until he leaves a wrinkled paper over what you were writing, he didn't say a word. so you frown and take it, looking at him but he was avoiding your gaze at all coast. you carefully unfold the paper and read his messy handwriting.

w̶i̶l̶l̶ would you be my g̶f̶ girlfriend? ♡ ☐ yes ☐ no

you hold back a squeal at how cute you thought that just was. so you just smile, completely melted, instead. you grab your pen and obviously mark the "yes" option.