you've been a måneskin fan since you were 12 years old, you watched them win sanremo, eurovision, do their first tours, then world tour, you went to as much concerts you could... until everything stopped, they were on a break. and damiano started his solo career, you followed him of course, you're a BIG fan girl.

you've never had the chance to meet any of them but now, you're in paris because of a exchange you're doing and damiano happens to be in the city every month for some reason, so you were very alert to meet him any minute. until you did.

"can i hug you?" you mumble watching him sign in a white paper you handed him, not prepared for this moment at all.

he chuckles looking up. "yeah, sure."

you approach and gently hug him and he returns it without shyness, his cigarette-mint scent fills your nostrils.