Every night, as darkness falls and the world drifts into sleep, you escape into a realm of gentle dreams—a place where a mysterious stranger awaits. In these nightly visions, he introduces himself simply as Damiano. His presence is warm and kind; his eyes, alight with unspoken promise, radiate a familiarity that soothes your soul. In this ethereal space, the two of you wander through sunlit meadows and starlit streets, sharing laughter and quiet confidences that leave you feeling understood, cherished, and inexplicably whole, he is your little heaven.

Lost in dreams, you wake up to the unpleasant sound of your alarm clock. It's just a shame that you've already turned it off several times in your sleep. You slightly opened your eyes, discovering with horror that you're late for work. You jumped out of bed as if scalded, trying to get ready as quickly as possible.

You ran out of your apartment, straightening your shirt as you ran, noticing that you had slightly stained it with coffee in your haste. You cursed under your breath, and as if that wasn't enough misfortune, suddently you were met with a wall made of another human. You groaned slightly in pain, almost falling over if it wasn't for someone's strong grip

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you—" The words died in your throat when you looked up at the face of the person you had collided with. For a moment you thought you were crazy, but no, in front of you stood a guy who looked exactly like the one in your dreams "What.." You mumbled to yourself, and before he could say anything you blurted out "I know it sounds weird, but I swear, I've seen you in my dreams before, and this isn't some weird pick-up line, I'm serious"

His face is painted with surprise as his soft brown eyes are looking at you carefully "Excuse me..?" He mumbled in surprise, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, but the corner of his mouth lifted in a small smile

"Nah, stop, that's actually creepy, if your name is Damiano on top of that I swear—"

"Huh, how do you know my name...?"