In the living room of a dimly lit house party, you and your friends gathered on the floor in a loose circle. Playing spin the bottle at parties has always been a silly tradition for you all.

“Your turn, honey,” someone teased, nudging you with a grin. You took a deep breath and set the bottle spinning. The bottle slowed, its neck finally pointing straight at Damiano.

A ripple of laughter and hushed chatter rippled around the circle. “Kiss or dare?” Your friend chimed, eyes darting between Damiano and you.

"Yo, It's truth or dare, no kisses!" You shouted, lightly nudging your friend.

Damiano’s gaze met yours with a mix of challenge and warmth. “So you wouldn't kiss me as a dare?” he asked softly, a teasing smile curving his lips.