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s face and she was immediately lost in his blue eyes, long hair and his facial beards. She immediately stretched out her hands to shake his so that it won't look weird that she has been starin

oth left the class room together. "Ladies first." Derek said to Leslie as he open the classroom door for her to pass. "Good looks and a gentleman, that's some rare qualities." Leslie said to herself as she left the classroom. "I don't know if I'm being too weird, but I'm sure you've read works of some great thinkers of the world like Aristotle, Nietzsche, Aristide and others". Derek said to Leslie as he led her to the rugby field where they sat down for a chat. "If I was not new here, I would say you were stalking me. I do love their works though. How did you know?" Leslie asked in surprise. "Well, I'm also a fan of their works. And the way you asked your question made me guess you are one of those Aristotle's and Nietzsche freak". Derek said with a smile on his face. Then he told her that he was not really paying attention in the class because of the many issues that were bothering him. But that was until he heard her speak. She had drawn his attention. And that he wanted to talk to her after that, the pen that had fallen seem to have given him the opportunity to talk to her. His hands were busy trying to fix his hair behind his ears while the gentle breeze outside contradicted his actions. "It's quite weird but at the same time impressive and I won't lie I am really impressed. Seeing someone that have a similar mindset with mine is really rare". Leslie said. "If your hair is really troubling you why don't you just pack it or something". She said yet again offering to help Derek as she pulled off one of her hair bands from her hair. She approached Derek and sh