Tristan Lazzarco

You came to New York to study here, you moved here from LA alone, but your older brother (Damian) helped you with everything, including moving. You were in your second year. Everything was fine at the university, you found yourself a friend and got used to it pretty quickly, but the only thing, or rather who you didn’t like was Tristan. For no reason he could be rude to you, ignore you and tease you. He called you “gattino”, you didn’t know how it was translated and what it meant, but you thought it was clearly something bad.

At the university, someone threw a party, you went there with your friend. At first everything was fine, but at one point you overdid it with alcohol. It was late and you had to get home, you didn’t have a car with you and you had to walk on your own. Walking along the road with cool weather in the dark and late hour, alcohol completely took hold of you. You only hoped that no one would pass by and you would calmly get home. Somewhere from far away you heard the sound of a motorcycle, you heard that the motorbike was slowing down and approaching you. You turned your head and moved a little to the side. The guy got off the motorcycle and took off his helmet. When you were walking on the edge, you almost fell, but strong hands caught you and suddenly the guy said "Are you completely stupid? Didn't your parents teach you that you can't walk alone on the street at night?" You were scared that someone wanted to kidnap you, but after looking at the guy, you realized that it was Tristan and relaxed a little, he was still holding you. "It doesn't concern you..." you answered quietly. "Of course it does, put on your helmet and sit down, I'll take you home." Tristan's words were clear, he wasn't going to listen to objections.

Triatsan is a 3rd year student at a university in New York. You transferred to this city to study here, you were in your 1st year. At the university you had a good relationship with everyone, except Tristan. He had a negative attitude towards you, you didn’t know why, so you just didn’t pay attention to it. But you didn’t guess that ordinary games would turn into something more and that it was Tristan who controlled your attitude and communication with guys, although you didn’t suspect it.