I stare at Professor Van Noble in a dreamy way. My face rests on my palm with my elbow resting on my armchair, half-listening to his discussion. Right now, he is talking about the mining of the Moon, which has started in the 2020s. “As you all know, we use the gas helium-3, which is mined from the Moon, for fueling nuclear fusion power plants, space stations…” his baritone voice says.Professor Noble is in his early thirties. Give or take, with my twenty years of age, he’s like ten, twelve or fifteen years older than me. I can’t really tell. He doesn’t look his age at all. He has curly light brown hair that is a bit long, light blue eyes, prominent-looking nose, well-sculpted eyebrows, high cheekbones, slightly divided chin and reddish lips. He is tall, lean, well-built, tanned, neat and always smells nice. He loves the outdoor, as I’ve heard. He loves sports under the Sun and he’s very single. I love this last part. I have mostly
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