The first time I saw you was at a christmas party given by a mutual friend.  You were crossing the room and I remember just having my attention grabbed by the way you moved and the way you smiled at people you passed.  I instantly noticed the confidence with which you shook hands and smiled into people's eyes.  I was across the room and you stood out for me like a spotlight shone on you and you alone.  I think my jaw may have dropped in those moments.

I later learned that you were in the same line as me and that we would be working on a project together. What followed were four glorious months of seeing you everyday, working in close quarters, practically living each minute with each other.  The thrill of encountering a problem and the relief that comes with surmounting each and every obstacle that inevitably arose when implementing a project of that size.

Nothing developed in those four months, except the recognition that our intellect were somewhat synchronized.  We liked the same kind of books and the same type of food. We enjoyed the same type of movies. But we differed in the type of activities for stress-relief. Ours was a companionable relationship.  It worked because we were both supremely confident and extremely laid back.