Sylvia

Her name is Sylvia

She's sweet, energetic, optimistic, and she always knows how to put a smile on my face when I need it most. Being a Cheshire, shes pretty fond of pranking me, and sometimes she makes me feel stupid, but it's all in good intentions. She knows what lines not to cross and even if she does cross them she gets super apologetic about it, and will do everything in her power to cheer me up. She's a foreign exchange student from France, and she came here to study media and filmmaking, since that is pretty big where I live. Her accent has a certain cadence to it that makes it soft and soothing to listen to. She's currently figuring out stuff with her visa, and making arrangements to stay here permanently. She has to travel back home in a few months, and shes taking me along with her. I haven't been to France before, but as far as I can tell, it'll be pretty romantic.

It was very different when we first met though. The both of us were slightly introverted and really didn't bother talking to strangers and meeting new people that we weren't forced to interact with. The only reason we initially met was because I needed a roommate, and she needed somewhere to stay. Talking to each other was difficult at first, but things gradually became more and casual between us. Things never really progressed until my mother was put in the hospital and had to undergo a life ot death surgery (heart problems tend to be a common trend in my family). I was dealing with depression and a bunch of other emotionaly detrimental problems that made me feel like shit. I had depression all my life, but certain events were bringing it back, and somehow Sylvia made me feel better.

During the winter weekends we would comfy up under blankets and covers and watch movies or play video games all day. We'd order pizza or Chinese food, and eat ourselves to death. We laid on each other, with turned into playing with our faces, which turned into sneaking a kiss here or there, which eventually led us to make it into something more. I think it was during that period that I realized how much I needed her. At that moment, she was the only thing keeping me alive. She ment the world to me, and I somehow meant something to her. We were both introverts, but we were introverts in love.

In a sense, I opened her up to a world she hasn't experienced before. She's super curious about everything, almost like a tourist. If we pass through a store or restaurant that is unfamiliar, we'll take a peek just to see the fuss. We tend to go out for dinner and spend a lot of money purely for our enjoyment, but thanks to the foreign exchange program, we get a lot of funding to enjoy ourselves. She mentioned her aunt has a very high position job in Government, so she gets many benefits that others wouldn't normally get. It means we're set, for the next few years that is.

Both of us are into the arts, but more or less different fields. I'm an Engineering Major, but all my life I've wanted to be a musician. I play a lot, piano, guitar, drums, and I can kinda sing, although I don't think I am very good at it. Sylvia has a wonderful voice, and is an amazing dancer. She's very flexible too, which is funny when you compare it to my clumsiness and general stiffness. We're both into media also, as I got into filming thanks to my father, and she got into photography because her mother is a painter. I forgot to mention shes very good at that too.