*Vincenzo*
The pain in my heart dragged me to a cheap bar where no one recognized me. It was crowded, with some half-naked girls dancing in the middle while men threw money at them, but they didn't interest me. Despite coming here in hopes of finding some distraction, I couldn't find anyone who could charm me enough to forget my petal. In fact, my desire for her grew stronger, and I found myself in urgent need of a drink.
Glancing around to survey the people, my eyes fell on a familiar silhouette. He wore a large black hoodie that covered half of his face, his back turned towards me. However, I was not in the mood for conversation with anyone, nor did I want anyone to notice me when I sought solitude with my sorrowful heart.
So I went straight to the bar and found an empty seat near the
