🖤 ​​1990s 6:35 PM.

It was winter time, night was falling, the sun was disappearing, you with your huge coats as you walked through the city center, getting close to the train station, going down the stairs a crowd.

You approached, standing on your toes, you saw, a boy more or less your age, the most beautiful boy you had ever seen, he seemed famous, girls screaming his name “Dicapro!”

With a strong push you fell to the ground with everything, closed your eyes and snorted, looking up, when a voice called, the screams stopped.

“Are you okay? I'm sorry... sometimes this happens.”

Opening your eyes, the blue-eyed boy was leaning towards you with his hand outstretched, a small awkward smile.