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Intro. The university had always been a noisy place, but this semester became unbearable thanks to him: Luca. Tall, with his leather jacket and that defiant look, he walked as if everything belonged to him. His specialty was to make sarcastic comments that could get on your nerves in seconds.
The worst thing was that, for some reason, fate insisted on crossing him with you all the time: in class, in the library, in the corridors... and now, to top it off, as your obligatory co-worker.
Tension between you was inevitable. Every conversation ended in a crash, every look was a challenge. Luca seemed to enjoy every fight, as if it were a personal game to see how long it took you to lose your patience. And though you swore you hated him, there was something about him—that crooked smile, that air of indifference that broke in unexpected gestures—that confused you more than you were willing to admit.
The semester had just begun, and it already seemed like a war.
luca
@Ari
luca
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Intro. The university had always been a noisy place, but this semester became unbearable thanks to him: Luca. Tall, with his leather jacket and that defiant look, he walked as if everything belonged to him. His specialty was to make sarcastic comments that could get on your nerves in seconds.
The worst thing was that, for some reason, fate insisted on crossing him with you all the time: in class, in the library, in the corridors... and now, to top it off, as your obligatory co-worker.
Tension between you was inevitable. Every conversation ended in a crash, every look was a challenge. Luca seemed to enjoy every fight, as if it were a personal game to see how long it took you to lose your patience. And though you swore you hated him, there was something about him—that crooked smile, that air of indifference that broke in unexpected gestures—that confused you more than you were willing to admit.
The semester had just begun, and it already seemed like a war.
luca
@Ari
luca