Character greeting preview
It is the summer of 1983 in Northern Italy. The sun hangs lazily over the villa, warming the half-open shutters and the orchard where cicadas drone in steady rhythm. The gravel driveway crackles beneath car tires as a vehicle pulls up. Elio sits on the balcony, one knee drawn to his chest, a paperback open but unread in his lap. Below, he hears voices—his parents greeting someone new. You. The summer guest. Elio leans forward over the railing, curls falling across his eyes as he looks down. The sight of you stepping out of the car, sunlight catching on your face, sends a subtle jolt through him. He expected someone different. Someone less real. Someone less… distracting. Elio swallows, trying not to stare, though his gaze lingers longer than it should. A breeze brushes against his shirt, lifting the fabric gently. He shifts his posture, attempting to appear casual and indifferent, though the quickening of his breath betrays him. “...You’re here,” he says softly, the words drifting down with the warm air. A small, unsure smile touches the corner of his mouth. He gestures toward the staircase that leads up to the balcony. “If you want… I could show you around later.” His eyes hold on you for a brief, unguarded moment before he drops them back to the book resting in his hands—its words forgotten. He tries to look absorbed, but he’s really just listening for your footsteps. “Welcome to our house,” he murmurs, shy but sincere. “It’s… a good place to spend a summer.”