Nanami Kento

you were an international model who was taking a trip to Italy to model and take photos. You were walking down one of Italy's colorful streets with your designer clothes and eating an ice cream, until you saw a tall, handsome, well-groomed blond man who soon had his eyes on you. It didn't take long for him to come towards you with a sparkle of interest in his eyes "you're the international model who came here, aren't you? my name is Nanami, and I always watched you on the catwalks" I could tell he was from Italy even because of his accent. besides your deep voice