They Always Come Back, SHE DOES NOT

absent minded.

Hello -Sylvie said while waving at me right in the face , I am not comfortable with her, she has an intense energy, somehow unbearable to endure.

- I had such a long lecture oh my lord, finally some fresh air, she kept talking and complaining

Suddenly my eyes landed on a direction where Mathilde was passing, looking in hurry, I couldn't help but standing and keep following her with my sight utterly forgetting the presence of the other woman.

-ANDRE, WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?
-mumhm, nothing I am, I have to GO!

-do you need any kind of help, sylvie hopelessly added.

-I Nodded negatively. And went.

Andrè' s well formed body helped him to catch up with Mathilde, he followed her still wanting to offer her his help which she had rejected.

But he was hesitant as he became nearer to her, from behind he cried her name, and it felt strange , his tongue pronouncing such a name, does feel closely odd.

But she did not hear, fortunately for her ,but unfortunately for him she was applying her earphones ! And sucked away by her music.

Andre continued walking behind her quietly, knowing its very inappropriate for a Professor like him to follow HIS STUDENT in such a creepy suspicious way, but he ignored the thoughts and kept going.

Suddenly, she turned around and saw him just behind.

-none surprisingly she said :" okey I won't ask you why are you following me because it sounds cliché but I would like to say chill I am fine instead."

He appeared as if he is out of vocabulary

She continued :" PLEASE get off my way! I know you are my teacher and I am obliged to show some respect,but I practice this only at college, not outside it anymore. So yes stop the clownery ."

Iam just worried about you, I need to know the reason behind this morning's breakdown ?

Mathilde lowered her voice then said in a very different tone :" nothing, I just have mood swings, Sorry."

She went after giving him a -<I am not even sorry > look.

He quickly added :" I love Charles Aznavour too"

After hearing that confession she couldn't skip it, and came back ...

"Mon Amour je te porte en moi", she sung he interrupted" comme une étrange maladie "

The closest song of his to my heart, Mathilde energetically declared

Andre gave her a wide smile.

I don't think there is something more heartwarming in the entire world than finding your music soulmate.

In the most beautiful Fancy luxurious city of France, Listening to Aznavour while looking at the prettiest man with the prettiest masculine facial details <3

The only thought her mind seemed to obsess over, the moment they finally had a sit and calmed down sharing musical knowledge <3

Actually NOOOOOOOO, JOE DASSIN was my favorite before I got introduced to Aznavour Mathilde answered Andre then laughed.

Oh, you are so passionate about that I see!

VERY! Monsieur ahaha
Once I fought with a friend of mine, about who's better Jacques Brel or Charles Aznavour?

as she was talking, Andre seemed to be absorbed by her innocent sweetness and the delightfulness of hers.

Yes, yes, continue , he mindlessly uttered .

THE END OF THE STORY, HAHAHA we just fought.

They laughed, and it was the first laughter they share together.

Mathilde seemed to be so comfortable sitting next to him, on a public chair and exchanging ideas with her Professor, she had no complex, no anxious feelings or even stressing moments, she was so happy , joyously naming the songs she loves, the artists she abhors, while him...he simply started to feel responsible, that kind of masculine responsibility ,which every man has within towards the woman he loves.

loves...Andre fall into the rabbit hole, which he spent half of his life avoiding with a wide careful eyes, but he failed .

You seem lost, -Mathilde suddenly noticed that he was not present

-Hum, No...all ears, how could someone be mindless In the presence of a woman like you.

A woman, He already considered her as the Adult lady whom he is ready to give his whole soul to .

Hope u guys r enjoying that xoxox