Chapter 1-French love
You know how people say that one choice can change your whole life? Well, for me, that choice was a 2:00 PM French class during my first year of graduate college.I was not at all interested in learning that language.
But then, I met him.
For me, it was the very first day of our French class in graduate college. My friend and I walked into the room, and there they were.My crush and his friend were already seated, looking relaxed. We didn't want to seem too eager, so we just went and sat in the row parallel to them.Then,the lecturer walked in.He looked at the four of us scattered around the room and shook his head.There are only four of you,he said. Everyone,sit on one side.He made us move so we were sitting directly opposite each other, facing one another while he sat at the head of the table.That was the moment.For the first time,I was sitting right across from my crush.There was nowhere else to look.Every time I looked up from my notebook,our eyes met.
After the lecture ended,My friend,who notices everything she started conversation with him about tattoo.What is that tattoo?He looked down at his arm,then back at me and said I got this during my last relationship It was honest but the way he looked at me didn't.His hands were touching mine Neither of us moved.We just sat there heart racing,with our skin touching and his eyes locked on mine...
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