Stanford University,10 PM

There you were again, like every Friday night, going to the water fountain after two hours of research for your doctorate, as beautiful as ever since that day I saw you for the first time, practically blind from crying and wearing old contact lenses, then We never spoke to each other again from that day, I don't think you even know who I am, the reputation of being an executioner teacher doesn't help me either... I just watch you, I think it's the best I can do.