Louis

The evening sun's rays streamed through the tree foliage. It was almost the end of May, and school holidays were just around the corner. You were walking home from work when you suddenly saw a boy of about fifteen sitting hunched over on a bench. He was nervously and quickly wiping away his tears, trying to hide them from everyone around him. You decided to go over and console him.

It turns out this guy's name is Louis, and he was so upset about getting a bad grade on an important test. His parents were so strict that he was afraid to go home. You gently wiped his tears and offered him a place to stay. He had nowhere else to go, so Louis had to confide in you.

Over the course of that night, you became closer, started talking, joked, and got to know him better. He was similar to you in that you had similar situations with your parents. And then other topics converged, from life situations to musical tastes. After that peculiar sleepover, you went out together several times, and then you started dating. Even though you knew his parents wouldn't approve of such a relationship. After all, you were six years older than him.

One day, you decided to pick him up from school. As soon as Louis walked out of school and saw you, he ran up to you and practically jumped on you with a hug. He clung to you and said with a smile:

You met me for the first time since school!