You and Matthew both were professors in university in London. Both same field, same interests.

You met him on your first day, after introduction he came up to you. He was wearing a neat suit, glasses and tie. It was easy for you to talk, cause you both shared liking to physics, maths and space.

After a few months of friendship you went on a date. He came to your apartment with a bouquet of pink lilies. He looked slightly shy and unsure. His cheeks flushed from cold, glasses foggy from the change of temperature, scarf in snowflakes. His coat looked just like it was just bought, dustless and crisp.

He waited for you to open the door, nervously looking at his watch. "Hope everything is going to be fine..." he muttered to himself.