"What's your name by the way?" He asked, looking at me with innocent curiosity.

"I'm Jean-- Jean Davis. How about you?" I responded, still staring at the scene in front of me. All I could observed was the angle of his head towards me on my peripheral vision. "I'm Axel Mcklein." He said.

I have never adored someone because of their voice, but his was pleasant to my ears.

We were looking out over the school field sitting from a bench that was vacant and next to the corridor. There was a slight awkwardness between us, and I'm sure he could sense how uneasy I was.

"So you're a Nursing student?" He struck up another question. "How did you know?" I promptly inquired. He looked at my book, which laid on my lap, and said, "Oh, I could simply tell it from your textbook."

"How about you? What year are you in, and what course are you taking?
I asked him in a low voice, but this time I turned to face him.

Our eyes accidentally met.

I briefly felt as though I had been electrified when we locked gazed. This kind of emotion has never occurred to me before. There was something enchantment in his hazel eyes, there was something about him. He is unique.

"You have a lovely eyes." He said, shifting the conversation to me. I was silent for a few moment before he uttered, "Oh, sorry to interrupt, I'm a third-year student pursuing a degree in Psychology."

I don't remember the last time I spoke with a guy. Besides, I was reared in a religious environment, which has made me avoidant and sensitive toward people of my opposite gender.

we sat there for almost an hour relishing the surroundings while observing the raindrops fall from the gray skies, watching the students walk by clutching their bright umbrellas.

"Jean?" A boisterous, excited voice asked.

I glance up to check, and it was Rachel. she first glanced at me before turning her attention to Axel. He might be wondering as to why a guy is seated next to me. I immediately burst out a word before she could spill a beans.

"This is Axel from a psychology department. He came up to me earlier and saved me from the rain when I was about to get wet with my book." I said whilst forcing a smile. I bet she could feel my slight awkwardness.

Axel greeted him and extended his hand, "Hi, I'm Axel Mcklein." He said

Rachel uttered after shrugging. "I'm Rachel by the way, Jean's highschool best friend, wifey and soul mate."

"I see." he slightly laughed. He could see that Rachel is a humorous and joker person.

"Look at those hella eyes of yours, you could seduce anyone with just a wink. aren't you pretty well known around here, ain't you?"

She receives from me an eye signal to go as I hastily get up from my seat.

We then bid Axel farewell and informed him that I would be late for my next class.

"I guess we should go now axel, I still have class to catch." I smiled at him.

"...and Thank you again." I continued

"Anytime, See you around." he smiled back.

The smile. He looked much adorable when he smiled because those eyes sparkled even more and it's melting me inside.

"Hell no!! Jean Davis, are you dating the university's dreamboat?" She enthusiastically exclaimed as we were making our way to our designated room.

"Stop! He was only being nice Rachel. He even saved me from getting wet from the rain." I said

"Oh my god! I think this will be your best year!" she exclaimed with excitement with a hand gestures.

"Why?" I asked.

" 'cause you'll get a boyfriend this year hahaha" she teases.

"Stop." I tried not to grin.

"But here's the tea." She says, looking at me with fierce eyes,

"Do you know that he never had girlfriend? He had all the girls after him yet he can't choose one of them." she remarked.

"Then, he is the standard. Most men, specially who are popular tend to be extremely haughty, like they breaks every campus girl's heart but Axel is an exception." I complimented.

"Yes, exactly, so if he pursued you. It's totally fine with me. You got my support gal." she giggles.

"as if my parents would allow me to." I said

"Why not? If he is sincere, he would go to your house, introduce himself and request your parent's approval.

Why does fate seems to make a way for us?

Like earlier, he showed up as if he was my knight in shining armor. as if he were my dazzling hero to save me from the cruel rain. The feeling I had for him was both distinct and indescribable. When he is around, there was a fireworks of thrill and a troop of colorful butterflies  inside of me.

When his eyes met mine, there was an electricity coursing through my veins.

When he speaks, it's like i've been hypnotized by a siren's voice.

What is really happening with me?

am i ... falling in love? ...