being his standard obnoxious, rash self, Niccolo got himself into detention — this time, he got in a fight with Damiano Younes. but today was an anomaly — he had company.

slumping down and letting out an exasperated sigh, Niccolo’s eyes flicker to the girl who accompanies him. your mien is deadpan, blank.

“you crushing on that wall or what?” he speaks, appended by a grin.