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Word Count: 878
Warnings: Single mention of blood
Created for the Tropetember Event - Meet Cute
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Students pushed through the crowd, shoving their way to their respective locker as Vittoria made her way down the hallway, hand firm on her backpack strap as she took a look around, trying to find her way around the school, specifically to her class.
She stuck to the walls as much as she could, her eyes wandering across the space, taking note of the most memorable places for future reference but as she turned forward once again, her face made contact with the door of a classroom being swung open, sending her tumbling back from the impact.
“CAZZO!” she yelled out, attracting the attention of those around her as she hunched over in pain, quickly reaching a hand up for her face.
("Cazzo" is "fuck" in Italian.)
“What the hell?!” Another voice sounded beside her, a tone of panic lining the voice as the figure stepped closer to her. “Are you okay?!”
Ever so slowly Vittoria lifted her gaze, eyes slowly trailing up the figure standing before her until meeting with the face of her rude attacker. Long blond hair tumbled down his shoulders, framing his perfectly angelic– albeit very emo– face in a golden halo. A handful of piercings adorned his face, likely fake due to his age but they still added the desired effect of edginess, accompanied by slight eyeliner and dark circles around his eyes which could either be real or fake, who’s to say for sure. Vittoria found herself staring, wonderstruck by the pretty stranger watching her in a mix of horror and disgust.
“Hello?” he asked, blinking widely at her. “You good?”
“Hi…” she replied, despite the numbing sting on her nose she held her hand out for him only to catch sight of the trail of blood lining her palm. The two stared at the crimson liquid dripping onto the floor, remaining in silence until she blinked at him. “My nose is bleeding, huh?”
“...yeah…”
She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose and tilting her head up, wincing at the sting as it came back in full force and the thought of arriving late to her first class on her first day. What a terrible first impression. “Hey, do you mind directing me to the nurse’s office?” she asked.
“I’ll take you to her,” the boy replied, grabbing a hold of her searching arm, reluctantly walking off with her, keeping his head low to avoid the stares of his peers, turning amongst each other to gossip.
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“And please, be more mindful of where you walk.” The nurse gave Vittoria a scolding look as she lingered by the door, nodding along to the elder woman’s lecture before saluting her goodbye and backing out of the office, finding herself back in the hallway once again.
A sigh of relief fell from her lips, her head turning to the side to find the only individual that still lingered in the hallway in the middle of first period. None other than her attacker, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and his lips pressed together into a pout. An unfortunate look, but he somehow made it look endearing.
“Guilt weighing heavy on ya?” she asked, hand settling on her hip as she shifted her weight onto one leg, tilting her head to the side.
The boy scoffed, peeling off the wall and stepping in front of her, keeping his eyes low to avoid her stare. “Oh, please, it was an honest accident.” he rolled his eyes, remaining quiet for a moment before continuing, his voice softening, losing the defensive edge. “I am sorry about it though… does it– does it hurt?” he glanced up at her sheepishly, the defiant look of his face fading into one of concern.
Vittoria smiled, the corners of her eyes crinkling at his endearing shift in attitude. So he does care. “Why?” she stepped closer to him, a cocky glimmer adorning her eyes. “Will you kiss it better?”
His eyes widened at her words, heat rising to his cheeks turning them a dark shade of red and he quickly tried to find a snappy comeback, fumbling with his words until eventually settling on a scoff of disgust, followed by his best attempt at shutting her down. “Please, I’d rather die– I-I’m merely being polite”
“After you broke my nose”
“I didn’t brea–” he stopped himself mid defence as the realisation hit him, his face softening once again and he glanced up at her, eyebrows knitted together. “Is it really broken?”
She shrugged. “Meh, doesn’t matter. Since you’re cute, I forgive you” she winked, smug smirk plastered comfortably across her face much to his annoyance.
“You’re disgusting.” he grumbled, spinning on his heel and starting away from her only to be rudely followed by Vittoria who quickly caught up with him, walking alongside him down the corridor.
“You can call me that, or you can call me by my name, Vittoria” She chuckled, proud of her smooth transition into an introduction.
“Nice to meet you” he replied, a smile straining against his cheeks as he looked up at her, coming to a sudden halt. “I’m… not interested” and with that he took off once again, only this time alone, leaving Vittoria standing in the hallway watching him leave.
“He totally likes me”