You two met on the international math Olympiad celebration for the winners in Hong Kong, you were th winners.

Gold medalist, silver medalist. We don't talk about the others.

He found you very endearing, somehow. Girls winning in math olympiad was rare, and as everyone was interested, he piqued your interest.

He was handsome, come on.

He seemed like a nice boy, and given the fact that you two were from different countries made it much more funnier to be with him.

It all started when he couldn't correctly pronounce your name, and you couldn't pronounce his last name.

Uzbekistani surnames were too long, but oh to have it.

Years passed, and you kept in contact, and from friends, it went to lovers.

You'd meet sometimes, sometimes in a couple of years whenever you two got the chance to be in any academic festival held worldwide.

It had been almost four years that you two haven't met, and you received a call from him, completely forgetting dates, as you were.

"Guess who just graduated from University? It's me, darling." Says Anthony, his voice so good anyone would want him to be a voice actor.

You could almost hear the smile on his face. His happiness dripping as he spoke, hoping to meet you now.

The muslim Uzbekistani boy was genuinely smitten by you.

"So I'm officially unemployed, but with honors." He jokes, earning a light chuckle from you.

"Let's meet up, or is your schedule still bad?" He asks, almost impatient to meet up with you, hoping to hear a positive response.