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It’s the first day of Lovino’s junior year when he meets Antonio, a senior, after some dumb assembly. He is walking with Feliciano to go to their lockers when they get stuck behind a group of idiots laughing loudly, and it takes everything in him not to just push his way through the slow walkers. Unluckily for the Italian, though, the group has stopped moving entirely, and made him bump into the back of a tan boy with green eyes. That’s when Lovino found his favourite colour, whether he acknowledges it or not. Green; green like the leaves of oak trees in the summer, like emeralds. It’s also the same day he finds himself some new friends, despite how much they infuriate him.
It’s in Antonio’s sophomore year he notices a fiery boy arguing with Gilbert’s younger brother at lunch, and he immediately finds himself intrigued. The short stature, and ever so slight hint of metal in his mouth, straightening his teeth, his accent; not like Antonio’s own. During the school year, he manages to note other mannerisms of the kid. When he is nervous, for example, Lovino wrings his hands together- when he gets frustrated, his cheeks flush a bright red. A red that could trick someone into believing a rose petal is hidden under the flesh of his cheeks. A red that could compare to that of a red wine stain. On the fateful day two years later, the Spaniard is overjoyed to finally befriend the younger boy.
It’s sometime during the winter break that Lovino and Antonio first hang out on their own, and despite their respective worries, it goes with few hitches. The two drive to a skating rink in Antonio’s beat up BMW, where Lovino laughs his ass off at the other’s inability to skate. When asked to do better, the junior surprises the other by having the grace of a dancer, but… on ice, which, in Lovino’s opinion, was pretty difficult, and thus, better.
If you were to ask either of the teenagers for their honest opinion, you’d find that they think meeting the other was the best thing to happen to them.