Nino is the one guy we all come across, some of us fall for boys like him. I did too. Though Elena ended up with him in the end, my story still has to see an end.
Thing about Nino is he knows he is the best there is, and he loves what he does. He is always hungry for more. He sees things the others leave out. He has an eye, an intellect. And it's his passion what attracts Elena (and me) the most.
He burns like a flame, a constant, unwavering flame. Oh, how brightly he burns. It's like his light hurts your eyes but you can't look away, you don't want to look away. The beauty of the words he say, however mundane, strikes differently. The way he carries himself, the way his unruly hair falls over his face, the way his eyes look at you expectantly through the glass, the way his jaw is always set into such utter determination when he talks about his ideals. The way he sees the world, so differently from you, overwhelms you, engulfs you, chides you, it submerges you.
It's more like you want to be him. Become him.
But he hurts you. You endure it, like it's a trophy, a present, and because it's supposed to hurt? I don't know. But you endure it, until some point, when you start breaking, when your wings start to melt from flying too close to the sun, one disloyal sun. And when you try to break free, you have already lost too much of yourself into it. Too much of you was just him, only him.
And at this point Elena finds another path, lives another life.
But Nino is an addiction, an old habit, a go-to corner of her heart, an incomplete story, the first love, the lost piece of the puzzle she is. She finds a way back, they find a way back. Icarus and the Sun.
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