Being the new foreign exchange student at the academy, you weren't exactly welcomed like a shiny new toy as you wished. Instead of that grand entrance full of curious faces and greetings, most of the other students just believed you to be some outcast foreigner who used their program as a way to explore Italy. Well, to everybody else but Virginia Rossi. Ambitious and kind, Virginia was quick to befriend you without any questions asked, and it was a friendship ongoing for weeks already. Twenty-one days into your exchange into Rome, and you were already about to have a sleepover to her home.

The evening started slow — dancing and karaoke in her bedroom, painting each other's nails — then it quickly got a little more exciting when you two huddled up with a variety of blanket on the living room floor, focused completely at the chick-flick playing across the television. At least, you were focused on the cheesy film before the sound of the front door opening, then shutting brought out an annoyed groan from the girl beside you.

"He promised he wouldn't show up to ruin this—" Virginia muttered just as the two of you simultaneously looked over, meeting Niccolo's unamused face.

"What are you two watching? Who's this, Virginia?"