memories 5

How an empty place and the echo of my voice repeated everywhere increased the sight of splendor and awe.

She looked at Marin who was holding her hands in front of her chest, her eyes shining as if she had seen her idol or hero, and she muttered 'It's all worth it'.

And when you're about to splurge on a place.

'Open Collision! 'The sound of a window slamming loudly from an attic on one side shocked us all and then I heard an old man screaming 'Damn you ace!!! Do you know how many hours? It's bedtime hell!!! And you come here to play and disturb my sleep??' Damn, I swear I'm going to have you make a jet engine out of scraps, and if you don't finish it in a week, I'll send you back to old Watson to study nuclear fusion engines."

An old man screaming hanging from a window and his pajamas resembling children was an impressive sight.

I was listening to his words while I was frozen in place with a cruel smile on my face.

As soon as I heard old Watson, I remembered my bad days with him.

three years ago .

I entered a national university for aerospace engineering....I knew that we who study aerospace engineering have almost the same study with aerospace science where almost all countries incorporate this major but I still think we are different.

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I was walking down a hallway looking for a principal's office to give him this paper as old Louis from Exxon Army Base gave this paper and told me to go here to study for four months.

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I found the office of a director, or rather a director, Michelle, after I got lost in this university with many halls.

I changed my formal clothes and knocked on a neat wooden door.

' ways ' ' ways ' .

" Enter "

A woman's voice, apparently in her thirties, came from behind a door. I was a little surprised that her voice is so resonant and so sweet, even better than some international singers.

You opened a door and were met with a view of an organized desk and antique walls that combined with modern décor to give a great atmosphere for work.

Then I looked at an office which was in front of a large circular window where the sun's rays always seemed to illuminate the place.

My gaze finally fell on Jamal sitting on a chair.

Finely combed golden hair reveals tufts of hair that appear to be dyed gold and gently sway with the back breeze.

I saw her carefully place her pen on a pen holder and arrange the papers in front of her before raising her head towards me.

I thought 'What a diligent one' and then my thoughts stopped appearing in my mind.

She was met with the look of her milky white face, and her eyelashes were thin and sharp, also golden in color.

And green eyes sparkling like clear crystals, and a harmonious little nose, and her smiling cherry lips, which show her white teeth that even in advertisements they do not compare.

And also 'swallowed' her breasts big.....No word big can't describe the look accurately as it is pulled by a black apron with locks and a classic white shirt.

I have been concentrating on her bosom, or rather the top button of a black apron who seems to be passing through the last moments of his life.

A drop of sweat fell from my forehead as I looked at a scene and scenario that formed in my head.

(The aprons buttons all flew, and a legendary chest was revealed, which is constantly jumping, and the director screams while covering herself, and I am trying to return to her azar, where I stretch my hand towards her and then guards enter and look at a scene and I am beaten mercilessly and in the end It is only a misunderstanding, and an apology paper is presented to me while I am in a hospital with stretched out bandages around my body like a mummy).

I shuddered at the sight, and then I looked at a woman and I pretended not to.

From Michelle's point of view.

I was signing a stack of papers on a table as I was up late last night watching some movies.

I brushed my hair disheveled, adjusted my angled glasses, and got up to a coffee machine to make a cup for myself.

I've been waiting for Cobb to get full while I'm adjusting my pajamas since all the dress codes bother me as they're always too tight on top.

Then I went back to a chair and sat there and stretched out on it while I was looking through a window at a university campus.

And I said, "I'm 29 now and I'm still single... Really though all guys want to date me but they're all interested in something else I'm not.... Really why can't I find the man of my dreams..... a tall, white man Clear eyes, rare, with two-tone hair, and also smart and of an excellent fit, and the most important thing he loves me.....Do I ask too much?"

I said looking at the students chatting with each other and some couples holding hands or doing things about lovers.

I frowned at the sight and turned around to complete the never-ending papers.

'knock' 'knock'

The sound of a door knocking made me turn my gaze towards it, and I lazily said, "Come in."

Then I was met with an amazing sight....everything with us is a word....when you find a pile of papers moving towards you, I don't know what else you can say.

' Clash ' .

Then all these papers and files fell on my desk and I heard a long exhale, "Voo, this is a really big set of papers.... Anyway, Director, I handed you all the documents and they answered you to sign them, and you also have some complaints from teachers because of the laziness of students and Finally, there is a file that you will find interesting at the top.... Anyway, I have a class now to meet. Then I left a student who I always assign to her some tasks and pay her monthly because of her difficult financial situation without saying anything.

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I sat there looking at a stack of papers with a blank look and the sound of a window creaking in the wind that only remained in place.

' Clash ' .

I found that a bunch of leaves then tended to fall towards me and didn't make me any time to avoid them.

I fell from a chair on the floor with papers flying in the air and I put my hair back to normal after it covered my face and or something I noticed was a file with a special shape where I recognized it and asked myself.

"What does the army want this time?"