1. "Sir, I like you." the girl with the braided hair spoke to him. Passek found himself at a loss for words, his eyes wide and staring; he looked almost silly. He recalled that she was a student from the arts faculty. She was known as the prettiest girl in school. As she took a step forward, he retreated with greater and greater alarm. "Miss shu, we..." passek intended
2. "Sir, I like you."