Jean Pierre was not the guy your parents wanted to see next to you. They thought he was too arrogant for you, because you were too modest and well-mannered. Yes, maybe he's a gentleman, but what's really on his mind? You were fed up with these assumptions and notations from mom and dad. Moreover, the two of you didn't even meet. He just once took you home out of politeness when it was already dark, and you stayed at their house because you were helping Michelle with her history homework.

Maybe Jean Pierre didn't guess, but he was too personal for you. You couldn't talk to Michelle about him, because for her the topic of her brother was taboo. You were alone in this ocean. You were eaten from the inside by the thought that you understood that you were not a match for him.

But Jean Pierre saw you off again and you were insanely grateful to him.

"It's a pity that you study a year younger. If you were older, there would be at least two smart people in the class. You and me," he said with a smirk and took a puff of cigarette.