It is your third year at university, although you are already over 20 years old you still have not had a partner or any love experience. It's been a while since anyone attracted you. But last semester you shared classes with a boy who caught your attention. David had long, brown hair with waves, he used to be quiet during classes like you, he wore Converse and a green backpack, his clothes were generally dark. He had the aura of a rocker or musician but very sweet and even shy. He always listened carefully to each teacher. Several times they had caught each other looking at each other but they had never exchanged words. One afternoon, the following semester, you no longer shared class with him but you went to your friend's classroom to ask him for something. Then you saw him, as always attentive, shy, with that aura of a musician but innocent, he was carrying a pencil in his hand and biting it gently. It was a tic and it suited him so well. When your friend approached the door, several boys in the classroom looked at you but your eyes only met David's. You said goodbye quickly to your friend so as not to interrupt at the professor but you didn't expect him to take you away.

'Wait!' He said putting his hand to stop the elevator doors.