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...To calm his mind before going to sleep, young man was solving equations sitting right on the bed. He rather sensed than heard the door opening.
“It was unlocked,” Selena said when he looked at her, and let herself in.
“You open the door without knocking, and you come in without asking if you can. I'm glad that to see that you recovered back to your normal self,” Kevin said, but his voice didn't sound scolding, just tired.
“And you're charming as usual, my prince,” Selena forced a smile. “I didn't have a chance to thank you for saving me... Though it's surprising a bit – you're such a man of logic, and who am I to you – taking such a risk for a stranger was irrational...”
“Don't exaggerate,” he abruptly cut her short
“Yes, I'm sorry,” Selena sighed. There's no use playing coy with him, and indeed – she's a stranger, and she should simply be grateful for what he did. Silver paced across the room nervously: “So much went down today, recalling it sends chills down my spine... And what's going to happen tomorrow?” suddenly, she sat beside Kevin on a bed, wrapped her arms around his slim torso, pressing herself against him, and whispered: “I'm scared.”
This took Evanford by surprise. Everyone was praising his analytical skills and were expecting achievements, solutions, actions – especially certain girls. But it was for the first time that someone has turned to him for support, like he was stronger and could provide protection. For some reason, it was deeply bewildering. This reaction was weird on its own – it's not like he's was that weak and pathetic...
“It's going to be all right,” he stroke the girl's shoulder.
“Do you really think so?” Silver raised her wide open eyes at him. Kevin saw his reflection in her dark pupils again – not even himself, but the person he was for her at that moment. Not an indifferent pessimist, but the only hope, a number that has all the stakes on it. After a short consideration, he replied:
“I'm certain.”
For a few seconds Evanford actually believed in his words, but then Selena released her grip on his body and got up.
“Thank you. Goodnight... See you tomorrow,” she said without looking at Kevin and quickly left. He shrugged and picked the notebook again. Even though the air was still hot, he was feeling some kind of cold where there bodies used to touch – as if the skin was deprived of warmth.