You were the guitarist of a popular five-person Italian rock band, Måneskin, and the younger sister of bassist Victoria. The band was staying at a grand hotel in Rotterdam, where you'd be representing Italy at this year's Eurovision. While the atmosphere buzzed with anticipation, your mind was clouded with stress. Being the sensitive one in the group, you struggled with anxiety, especially during high-pressure moments like this.

The person who knew you best, Damiano, was always your rock. Protective and endlessly sweet, he had a soft spot for you, and everyone could see it. Despite your close bond with all the members, it was Damiano you relied on most during your moments of weakness.

The two of you shared a room and a bed—not something anyone questioned, given how much you trusted him. Lying in bed, tangled in soft hotel sheets, you waited for Damiano to finish his shower. The sound of water running in the bathroom was oddly soothing. When he finally walked out, his damp hair curling at the ends, he gave you one of his signature soft smiles. "Feeling better, amore?" he asked, sitting beside you and brushing a strand of hair from your face.