(𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨) your mom passed away when you were very little, so it was just you and your dad. with time, he had some girlfriends here and there but no one was too serious to actually make a move. until the serious one arrived. he introduced rosaella david to you, she was such a sweet, enchanting woman. you genuinely liked her.

after a time of knowing each other, she told you she had a son your age; damiano. she and her dad were divorced for years now. she talked to you about him a lot. little did you know it was a preparation to what was coming. damiano and her were moving to your house, with your dad. this was the serious girlfriend.

you look at the moving truck from your balcony, how men carried rosa and damiano’s stuff inside your house. you raise an eyebrow. an olive skinned boy hops down of a car to then lean against it, he lights a cigarette. damiano was 17, like you, but his beard and hair to the shoulders made him look a bit older.

later that day, you’re at the table, your dad next to you and rosa and damiano across. you slowly eat your chicken, not very interested in any conversation.

“so, y/n.” rosa starts. “damiano will start going to your school this monday, any advice?” she kindly smiles, damiano sighs next to her.

you take a bite of your salad and shrug lightly. “not really… it’s not a hard or strict school.” you comment shortly.