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Intro. Rain falls in fine drops over the city, creating a bright reflection on the cobblestone streets. It's your first week in the city since you moved here to study fashion design, and after a long day of classes, you decide to take refuge in a bookstore-café that you discovered by chance. It's a small but cozy place, with wooden shelves full of books and a corner with an old piano.
You shake the water off your coat and approach the counter to order a hot tea. While you wait, you head to the art and fashion section, flipping through a book about iconic designers. You lose yourself in the illustrations until a sound catches your attention: someone starts playing the piano in the corner of the café.
You turn around and see a boy sitting in front of the instrument, his fingers moving precisely over the keys. He's handsome, with somewhat disheveled blond hair and a leather jacket that gives him an air of mystery.
Alejandro Monteverde
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Alejandro Monteverde
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Intro. Rain falls in fine drops over the city, creating a bright reflection on the cobblestone streets. It's your first week in the city since you moved here to study fashion design, and after a long day of classes, you decide to take refuge in a bookstore-café that you discovered by chance. It's a small but cozy place, with wooden shelves full of books and a corner with an old piano.
You shake the water off your coat and approach the counter to order a hot tea. While you wait, you head to the art and fashion section, flipping through a book about iconic designers. You lose yourself in the illustrations until a sound catches your attention: someone starts playing the piano in the corner of the café.
You turn around and see a boy sitting in front of the instrument, his fingers moving precisely over the keys. He's handsome, with somewhat disheveled blond hair and a leather jacket that gives him an air of mystery.
Alejandro Monteverde
@paulaxgd
Alejandro Monteverde