Chapter 12Nikos
“Are we moving too fast?” Adrian asks. We’re sitting in his classroom at his desk after school on Friday. He’s pulled up a second chair for me, and I couldn’t resist to move it as close as possible to him. We’re enjoying a bar of chocolate each as our shoulders are touching.
“I don’t have any point of reference, to be honest,” I reply.
“Me neither.” He shrugs uncomfortably and continues, “In all honesty, I’ve never experienced anything this intense. Historically speaking, and I am indeed speaking historically—my last date has been over two years ago, it always fizzles out even before the physical stuff. Either I lose interest, or the other person dismisses me. Mostly the latter. I’ve never actually proceeded to a…well, to a relationship phase.” He looks at me apologetica
