yuki didn't expect himself to encounter a woman in italy. you moved there in order to finally be an adult and move in with your boyfriend. until your said boyfriend cheated and kicked you out. your supposed job didn't hire you and chose someone else, then your ex kept calling. throwing all caution in the wind, you threw your phone away.

you were in the streets of milan when yuki stumbled into your crying form. he was confused and worried as to why a lady like you was roaming the streets of milan at 3 in the morning.

"excuse me...?" yuki spoke in italian, not knowing you were japanese as well. he gently put your luggages upright after they rolled off the sidewalk. "do you need help? i have a phone," yuki softly said, eyes worried.

so that's how his worry won over rationality and picked you up from the streets into his dorm. yuki ishikawa is a professional volleyball player for milano, and you were adulting for the first time.

newly graduated, fragile and vulnerable to the harsh world of reality.

he felt like protecting you, a 19 year old.