''Hey...I wanted to say...'' she muttered as she saw him again. At the same place they met once, years ago - at the same place they simultaneously avoided to repeat the past.
''It's okay. You don't really need to.'' he said softly, barely inaudible, looking straight into her deep blue eyes.
''But...I actually need to. It's-''
''-I meant it. What is there else to say?'' he interrupted her firmly.
She glanced at him cautiously as she was going to scare him away and instantly shutter the invisble crystal ball they became part of. She looked up at him, but there was not any indication that he understood. Not like before, not like he used to.
''You are going to be late. The library should be closing down soon. I guess it's getting late.'' she heard herself speaking those words, but she has no recollection of meaning them. Why did she say all this? She did not want him gone, of course not. She let her frantic thoughts chase one another in her mind.
He looked at her questionably and shook his head lightly.
She frowned and bit her lips anxiously. What else could she do or say, he was disappointed, or worse - she met his bitter expectations once again. But this time it was different. They were. At the same place, little before five o'clock, little before they would finally part ways or delude themselves until their next encounter.
''Er, you are right, there might not be much left, but...what if there is? Plenty of? And now meeting you again...Forget it, I should go.'' she said and sighed staring at the muddy spots on her converses, thanks to the recent rain, and all the crumpled yellow leaves covering the ground. Anything, but him, his warm hazel eyes and those long dark eyelashes that framed them.
He stood there motionless without a word for few seconds that felt like minutes and impatiently ran fingers through his sandy blonde hair.
''Alright. I need to catch up on all this anyway...'' he said glancing at the small neat pile of books tucked under his hand.
''Ah yes, sorry. Don't get overworked, you will do well.'' she mumbled smiling as she rushed to climb up the stairs and get into her faculty building before it starts raining again, or before she changes her mind and go after him. She could not tell the difference.