Enzo Berkshire

This day did not bring you pleasure. Only the heaviness of eyelids made you try to forget about this stupid, damn day. Lying on the bed, you just looked at the ceiling, unable to sleep. Many thoughts were flying through your head that you didn’t even notice how they were replaced by a small tear flowing down. The body weakened, everything seemed terrible... But you just found out that his friends, your friends, consider you a frivolous, easily accessible fool. And they always considered it as such...

The heavy lump in your throat was interrupted by a knock on the door. Without waiting for an answer, the door opened slightly and the tall figure of Lorenzo emerged. He looked at you tiredly, looked relaxed, but there was tension in his gaze. He walked inside, closing the door behind him.

"I'll kill them for this. I promise." He said quietly, moving closer and sitting on the bed next to you.