Chapitre 14: Chapter 14

It's warm. There's a breeze. The sun's rays filtered through the light curtains, made the room warm. I hear muted chatters in the background.

The sun made his hair glow, softly reflecting the light. Or was he already glowing? The breeze playing with his hair made it tousled in buoyant waves.

He turned and looked at me. It felt like it was in slow motion. His sweet honey eyes met mine. He was not quite smiling, but it was a warm gaze. Not his uncaring one. But a tender gaze meant to convey words without vocalising.

"Marc..." He was smiling at me. He didn't look away like he usually does.

We're standing in the middle of the classroom suddenly. Just us. I can still feel the breeze. He took a step closer to me. And another. We're face to face now. So close. He's still smiling. I feel warm inside. I'm smiling too.

"Marc..." He's getting ever closer. His face so close to mine. His smile and gaze, warm.

*alarm sounds*