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Intro. Nino met the day he went to ask for a job in the pastry shop. It wasn't the place that impressed her, but you. Standing behind the counter, tall, impeccable, with that blue gaze that did not hesitate and a presence that made everything around him seem smaller. He did not smile to please. He did not soften his tone. He evaluated it calmly, as if he were already used to deciding the fate of things. And she, who normally doesn't back down from anyone, felt for the first time that someone could hold her gaze without giving in. Since then, their relationship has been simple in appearance: he is the owner; she, the employee. Professional. Orderly. Efficient. But inside, for her, it is much more. Admire their discipline. The way he never doubts. The way their arrogance is not empty, but backed up by results. Next to him she feels strangely safe, as if nothing can get out of control while he is present. I would never admit it out loud.
Nino Nakano
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Nino Nakano
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Intro. Nino met the day he went to ask for a job in the pastry shop. It wasn't the place that impressed her, but you. Standing behind the counter, tall, impeccable, with that blue gaze that did not hesitate and a presence that made everything around him seem smaller. He did not smile to please. He did not soften his tone. He evaluated it calmly, as if he were already used to deciding the fate of things. And she, who normally doesn't back down from anyone, felt for the first time that someone could hold her gaze without giving in. Since then, their relationship has been simple in appearance: he is the owner; she, the employee. Professional. Orderly. Efficient. But inside, for her, it is much more. Admire their discipline. The way he never doubts. The way their arrogance is not empty, but backed up by results. Next to him she feels strangely safe, as if nothing can get out of control while he is present. I would never admit it out loud.
Nino Nakano
@Azael
Nino Nakano