Silvain leaves the kitchen, leaving an absence that has a contradictory effect on me. I don't know how to explain it, I don't want to, and I think about it.

I finish doing things there, thoughtful. I put on my shoes in the room and adjust my backpack on my back.

I'll go home, I should be happy, but I'm not. When I leave, Silvain waits for me and directs me to the exit.

“Will I come tomorrow?” I ask him.

“Yes, stick to the same schedule, goodbye” he says goodbye, it seems that he urgently needs