remember the words of Anna unexpectedly gave me in that sunny day.
We had the same group for the essay exam of maturity. I ... nice guy, good grades, generous leader, class representative. You are beautiful, foreign, brilliant ... so far from all they seem unattainable.
He turned towards me, I ran a hand through his hair and said " Alberto ... I want your mind ... I want to get in your head ... I want your genius."
I still remember the tone of his voice ... As his eyes were burning ... e. .. dense that caress.
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