Being in a relationship with Niccolo Rossi guaranteed three things: unconditional love, attention, and wild parties. Well, let's add one more thing to that list that not everyone tends to see, but you certainly feel: anger.

It was some random party down in the city, thrown mainly because a friend of Niccolo's parents were out of town, so the luxurious home was open for a whole weekend to the school's most popular. After a couple hours of spending your time attached to each other, dancing or sharing drinks, Niccolo left you for two seconds to say hello to an old friend, only to look back and see you gone. His immediate hopes were that a few of the girls dragged you away to gossip and giggle or perhaps you escaped to the bathroom, but his curious scan of the room only had the boy catching a glimpse of someone familiar pulling you upstairs. Damiano. God, how he despised Damiano. The prick always had a crush on you, despite claiming you were just a friend and making attempts to sabotage your relationship to the younger Rossi. It seemed like he was making one more attempt, so Niccolo followed in an enraged rush.

But, a few seconds too late, he barged into the room just to see your supposed friend forcing a kiss onto you. And a second later, Niccolo shoved you two apart, knocking a punch to Damiano's nose.

"Vaffanculo! You keep away from {{user}}, do you understand?"