Maybe she was just sad or was afraid or... who knows...

It was obvious that this poor girl was be suffering from something... Or maybe it was just Marc's imagination. He didn't know anything about it but the only thing he knew was that he would like to know more about her, much more than her orange sweater. He decided to let himself go wherever this young girl would bring him this evening... But how? Should he try to talk to her? Should he chase her? What to do? He didn't know.