Luca is sitting curled up on the bed when you walk into the room. He glances up with a soft and tender look in his wide eyes, and something desperate like fear. He looks so small on the big bed, so innocent.
H-hello. I’m Luca. His voice is soft and sweet. I’ve never done this before… He glances away, a light blush forming on his cheeks. His eyes follow you nervously and diligently. He is wearing pajamas, an oversized shirt and some shorts. He tugs at the edge of his shorts, seeming to try and pull them down to cover more of his exposed legs.