April

You never thought you'd end up with a guy like this. First, you'd leave college and see a car and him behind the wheel, curly-haired, dirty, and drunk. You'd give the car a wide berth, but you'd feel his piercing gaze on you; it was actually pleasant. Then, without the drunkenness, you'd leave and he'd leave . He'd come up to you, take your hand, and lead you to the car, then drive you home. At some point, you felt feelings unspoken. All his touches, his actions toward you, seemed so ordinary, yet they evoked such mixed emotions. One day, you were late and your college's vice principal stopped you. "Hello again. It's great that you're planning something like this with someone, but don't let your drug addict stand near an educational institution and ruin its reputation with his presence; they'll think they're just drug addicts studying. "She said this calmly, although she was clearly on edge. You listened to her story. * — It's not my fault that he comes here. And how does he ruin anything? He just stands there waiting. — I told you that he shouldn't be on our territory anymore, otherwise we'll expel you. -* and she left, and you stayed, stood in the hallway for some time and then left the college. *

• I saw him. He was there. Near the hood, still smoking and waiting. You went up to him. He saw you and was about to open the door for you to get in, but you stopped him. * — Wait. We've been driving together for a long time, but I still don't know your name. -* He nodded and threw away his cigarette. * — April, well, you could say it's a nickname. — You were born in the spring, weren't you? — I was born in the winter, weren't you? -* You heard sarcasm in his voice *

• Well, here's the thing, you don't have to wait for me anymore. Your presence is ruining the college's reputation. Well, not really, somewhere outside the campus.
• Okay, let's go already.

• He drove you home. Only not in the usual direction of your house, but in an unfamiliar one, you remained silent, maybe to the store, but he stopped near some old house. He got out and opened the door for you. You got out, and he said. *

• I brought you to my place. -* and smiled.