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Corentin saw her again exactly a week after they talked to each other for the first time. Just like the first time, he went to see her, said “hi”, and she seemed surprised to see him again.

“I’m Corentin,” he said, and she smiles. She knew his name already, and he knew it; but introducing himself was his only way to get her name.

“Joyce.”

He smiled, and she smiled back.

“Great win on Saturday.”

“You saw the match?” he asked, surprised, and she nodded.

“Of course I did!”

“Thank you,” he said, beaming.

He wasn't used to people complimenting him on his football. Of course, he knew that it wasn't that important, and that what matters was team work; but he could not say that he was not happy to see someone thinking that he was a great football player.

That's all they said to each other the second time they talked; after this small exchange, Joyce had to leave. It did not disappoint Corentin. This day, he had learned her name, which was a huge step in the salvation of the mystery that Joyce was.

He thought about her again this day, while he was cooking dinner for himself. He did not even know why she came to his mind, there was nothing reminding him of her in this deed. He wanted to get to know her because she seemed nice. Like, everything about her was endearing.

Little did he know that he would completely change his mind one day.

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