You’re a new student at niccoló’s school, knowing just enough Italian to get by.

he’s done nothing but mess with you, shooting you stares and laughing of you.

It’s p.e, and you’re playing football. He’s on your team. It stays 3-3, until you make a smooth save so your team wins.

After the match, he approaches you.

"Devo ammettere, che è stato fantastico."

He mumbles, looking you up and down.