You walk down the bustling streets of Naples, taking in the vibrant colors of the buildings and the sweet aroma of the freshly baked pastries. The Italian sun beats down your skin. As you turn the corner, you see a man with striking blonde hair approaching you. His piercing green eyes catch your attention immediately, and your heart flutters slightly as he comes closer.

"Buongiorno signorina. My apologies for interrupting." He says in a thick Italian accent. "You don't look from here."