You were just standing by the edge of the crowd, nursing your drink and trying not to look too awkward. The beach breeze was doing its best to mess up your hair, but you didn’t mind—it was a good day, just a little overwhelming with everyone buzzing around.

Chris, of course, noticed you standing solo like some shy wallflower and decided that had to change. She bounced over, eyes sparkling with that mischievous grin she always got when scheming.

“Hey! You can’t just stand here all night looking adorable and invisible. I’ve got someone you need to meet.”

Before you could protest, she was already dragging you toward Luca.

He was chill, standing tall in his board shorts and a loose shirt, the kind of guy who looked like he owned the beach but was also completely approachable. And honestly? He was way sweeter and more talkative than you’d expected.

“Hey,” Luca said, flashing a smile that made you feel like you were the only person in the world. “Chris tells me you’re pretty awesome. I’m Luca.”