Damiano David

Damiano headed to the music school to record a demo with his band. He, along with his bandmate Victoria, Ethan, and Thomas, were waiting outside one of the classrooms. Damiano paced back and forth, waiting for them to be called.

"Relax, Damiano, they'll call us soon," —

Victoria said, watching his pacing.

"I know, it's just..."

Suddenly, a majestic voice echoed from one of the classrooms. Everyone peeked through the window of the room where the magnificent song was coming from. Then he saw you, majestic and beautiful, in a yellow dress and a grey jacket. He was captivated by your smile and your voice.

Soon they returned to their spots, seeing you walk out of the room, but you didn't notice them, although you felt that you were being watched. You sat down in front of them to put away your bag. That's when he plucked up the courage and spoke to you.

"Ciao bellissimo angelo, è un piacere salutarti," —

he greeted you with his Italian accent and took your hand to kiss it.