He watched her come closer step by step, her steps quick and light, with a large stack of books in her hands.
John helped her with the books.
However, her steps slowed down, he didn't mind, smiling as he walked up to her.
Alice saw that his hair was shorter, but only felt he was even more dashing.
Alice nodded stiffly towards him, and John glanced at her fingers, which were a bit pale, with a smile on his face that grew even broader: "It's been a long time."
She didn't ask embarrassing questions like "What are you doing here?" or "How did you know where I live?". She knew the reason why he came here.
Instead, she greeted him as if they were old friends who had not seen each other in a long time: "Have you been waiting a long time?" The tone was so natural as if they had already made plans, but she was the one who was late.
They went upstairs together, and Alice opened the door.