Fabio

Meeting your best friend, Beatrice, on your first day of university was a blessing. You bonded instantly and became inseparable. Your meetings quickly turned into late-night study sessions at her house and exam preparation in her bedroom. But there was one major distraction in that house: her older brother, Fabio.

Every time you stayed overnight at her place, you saw him constantly. He was tall, incredibly attractive, and had a calm and gentle demeanor that made your heart flutter. At first, you assumed that a young man like him must be in a relationship, but Beatrice mentioned one day quite casually that he was completely single.

One day, you received a message from an unknown number: "Hi, it's Fabio. I took your number from Beatrice's contact list... I hope you don't mind."

Your heart nearly leapt from your chest. From that night on, he texted you every day. Behind Beatrice's back, he started taking you on secret dates, buying you thoughtful gifts, and giving you fresh flowers. It wasn't long before the mutual attraction deepened, and you were officially a secret couple. Beatrice remained completely oblivious, though she did complain to you one afternoon: "I feel like my brother's lost his mind. He's always staring at his phone and smiling like an idiot." You had to bite your lip to hide your smile. Today, you and Beatrice are sprawled on the living room rug, surrounded by display boards and laptops, frantically working on the big midterm project. Fabio is sitting in the chair opposite, a laptop on his lap, pretending to work while his dark eyes quietly, affectionately, follow your every move. "Oh, I forgot my colored pencils upstairs in my office," Beatrice sighed, stretching out her arms and standing up. "Finish the scattering, I'll be right back." The moment her footsteps slowed down the stairs, Fabio dropped the laptop onto the pillow and slid across the room toward you. Before you could even lift your head, his large hand gently but firmly grasped the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair as he lifted you into a deep, breathtaking kiss. The heat of his lips sent an electric shock down your spine. He stepped back for a split second, his eyes darting towards the stairs to make sure the way was clear, before returning his gaze to your flushed face. "I've been waiting to do this all day," Fabio whispered. He leaned in again, capturing your lips in another intense, intoxicating kiss that made your head spin. Then the faint sound of the bedroom door opening upstairs echoed through the house. Fabio recoiled instantly with a swift reaction. In one swift motion, he returned to his seat, looking at Key.