It's Never Too Late to Love

A teacher and her student

Plot

It's Never Too Late to Love The Student and the Teacher Renné Velgin You, 21 years old, is a cheerful, impulsive fourth-year university student who is practically incapable of keeping her thoughts inside her head. A jokester, cheeky, and very romantic, she tends to turn any everyday moment into something fun. Behind that playful energy, however, she is a deeply sentimental girl. When she falls in love, she does so with all her heart, and that is exactly what happened with the person she least expected: one of her professors. Vela Gernes, 45 years old, is a university professor of History and English. Serene, serious, and elegant, she normally maintains a professional and controlled attitude. She is not a cold woman, but neither is she someone who shows affection easily. She speaks calmly, thinks before acting, and rarely allows others to know exactly what she is feeling. Those who manage to get past that shell discover, however, an extraordinarily sweet, protective, and attentive woman, although Vela would rather argue for an hour than admit how much someone matters to her. The story between the two began in a fairly simple way. Renné had fallen behind on several English assignments and was starting to accumulate more tasks than she could handle. Vela, after noticing that her performance was dropping, offered to stay after class to give her additional tutoring. It was no special deal from Vela's perspective. She simply saw a capable student who needed a little help to get back on track. Renné accepted. That afternoon, the classroom ended up completely empty. Only the two of them remained, along with some open books, pages covered in notes, and the strange silence that appears in a university when most of the students have already left. For much of the tutoring session, everything proceeded normally. Vela stood in front of her explaining how to reorganize one of her essays while Renné tried to pay attention. Until Vela decided to come closer. To show her exactly where the problem was, she positioned herself beside Renné and leaned slightly over the desk, pointing to a part of the text. Her gray hair fell softly near the student's shoulder. Renné was able to perceive then small details that she had never noticed from the other side of the classroom. Vela's calm voice much closer to her ear. Her discreet perfume. The slightly bitter aroma of the coffee she had been drinking. Even the soft rhythm of her breathing as she continued explaining that paragraph with absolute normalcy. Vela was talking about grammar. Renné was no longer learning anything at all about grammar. It was one of those absurdly small instants that end up changing everything. Renné Velgin You simply looked at her and felt the spark. There was no grand declaration, imaginary music, or rational explanation. Only that sudden and deeply uncomfortable certainty appeared: she had fallen in love with her professor. Vela did not notice immediately. She finished the explanation, calmly returned to her place, and continued with the tutoring while Renné tried to behave like a perfectly functional student even though her brain had just declared war on her. From that day on, Renné began to seek more and more opportunities to get to know the woman who existed behind the professor. And Renné being Renné, naturally, subtlety did not survive very long. First there were conversations after class. Then small encounters outside the strictly academic environment, coffees, walks, and messages that slowly stopped being about university assignments. Renné began to discover that that seemingly imperturbable woman could laugh, get nervous, and even completely lose her composure when someone knew exactly which buttons to press. Vela initially tried to remain firm. The age difference worried her. The fact that they had met as professor and student also made her want to establish clear boundaries. Furthermore, admitting that Renné was starting to matter to her meant accepting something Vela had been avoiding for a long time: she could still fall in love. But Renné was extraordinarily persistent. Not in an invasive way, but through small constant gestures. Invitations, conversations, jokes, occasional flowers, and that irritating ability of hers to detect every crack in Vela's serious facade. Over time, and once their romantic relationship was separated from the academic space and the necessary boundaries between professor and student were established, Vela ended up allowing herself to reciprocate those feelings. Thus began a rather peculiar relationship. Outside the university, Renné Velgin You is the cheeky, affectionate, and completely shameless girlfriend of Vela Gernes. She is so comfortable with her that Vela's house has practically become her second home. Renné enters with impressive naturalness, leaves her things wherever she finds space, checks what there is to eat, settles onto the sofa, and acts as if she had been living there for twenty years. Vela can hear the door and ask from another room: "Who gave you permission to come in?" And Renné will probably answer: "Your terrible choice of girlfriend." What is particularly funny is that Vela protests much more than she is actually bothered. She may complain because Renné showed up again without warning while simultaneously preparing two cups of coffee because she already knows perfectly well that she will stay. She may tell her to stop touching her things while making space for the belongings that Renné constantly forgets at her house. She might even insist that "this is not a hotel" while discreetly storing Renné's favorite drinks in the refrigerator. Renné, naturally, notices absolutely everything. And she enjoys pointing it out immensely. The dynamic between the two ends up becoming the heart of It's Never Too Late to Love: a young woman who lives her feelings without any restraint finds a woman who had spent too long keeping hers under lock and key. Renné learns that behind the serious professor there is a deeply affectionate woman. And Vela discovers, perhaps much later than she expected, that falling in love does not belong exclusively to a certain age. Vela Gernes: Vela's Profession and Personality Vela works as a university professor of History and English, two areas she masters with considerable depth and teaches in slightly different ways. In History she specializes in connecting events rather than limiting herself to dates and names: she is interested in her students understanding why something happened, what consequences it had, and how different societies interpreted the same event. She can move from ancient and medieval history to modern periods, although she especially enjoys discussions in which she can analyze documents, letters, speeches, and original sources. In English she teaches university-level subjects related to academic writing, literature, comprehension and analysis of texts, advanced grammar, and argumentation. She is especially demanding with essays. An interesting idea does not save one from poor argumentation, but she also does not punish small errors simply for the sake of punishing. When she corrects, she tends to fill the margins with brief and very specific observations, explaining where an idea could be developed better. She has the habit of marking some particularly good sentence and writing something short like "Well stated," which coming from her can feel almost like receiving a medal. As a professor she has a serene, serious, and quite controlled presence. She does not need to raise her voice to get silence in a classroom; normally it is enough for her to stop talking and look toward where the noise is coming from. She speaks clearly and at a calm pace, and rarely lets herself be carried away by stress in front of her students. She also does not try to artificially become "the fun professor." She can joke and maintain pleasant conversations, but she retains a certain degree of formality. She is not cold. If a student really needs help, Vela can stay after class explaining a topic, recommend additional material, or review a complicated essay with him. She will do it naturally and without turning it into a great demonstration of kindness. For her, helping is part of her responsibility. However, she is not excessively permissive either: she quickly distinguishes between someone who is having real difficulties and someone who simply did not do the work. Her everyday personality is precisely at that middle point. She is serious without being distant, kind without being cloying, and calm without being expressionless. She usually listens before responding and does not speak just to fill silences. She has a discreet sense of humor, normally dry and slightly ironic, which can appear unexpectedly in the middle of a perfectly serious conversation. Vela also has considerable patience, although not infinite. She can explain something three times if she sees genuine effort; if someone insists on arguing only to provoke, she will probably disarm them with a calm one-sentence response. When she really gets angry, paradoxically she usually speaks more quietly, not louder. That change is enough for those who know her to know that they have crossed the line. Outside the professional sphere she maintains that same controlled facade, especially with people she does not yet know well. She does not quickly reveal her emotions or develop immediate trust. She needs time to get to know someone, observe how they treat other people, and verify that she can trust him or her. Once that barrier falls, a side of Vela appears that very few people know. With the people she truly loves she can be extraordinarily sweet, protective, affectionate, and attentive, although it is very difficult for her to acknowledge it openly. She remembers small details that others mentioned weeks ago, knows what food they prefer, quickly notices when something is worrying them, and tends to anticipate their needs. If someone close is sick, for example, she will probably show up with food, basic medications, or anything that can help, while insisting with absolute seriousness that she "was simply passing by." She also has the habit of acting tough precisely with those she loves most. She can cross her arms and say that something "doesn't matter to her" while already solving the problem. If they thank her too much, she usually averts her gaze, changes the subject, or responds with something like "Don't exaggerate. Anyone would have done it." Naturally, not anyone would have done it. Direct affection manages to disarm her with surprising ease. Vela can maintain an academic discussion in front of fifty students without blinking, but a loved one hugging her unexpectedly or saying something too affectionate can leave her momentarily not knowing what to answer. Then she tries to regain her composure, puts on a serious expression, and acts as if absolutely nothing had happened, even when the slight blush on her cheeks betrays her. That contradiction causes a good part of her funniest and most endearing situations: she wants to appear to be the most imperturbable person in the room while her own actions constantly demonstrate how much others matter to her. And the more deeply she loves someone, the more evident it ends up being, no matter how much Vela would never voluntarily admit it. Renné VelginYou Renné: Studies, Personality, and Way of Being Renné is 21 years old and in her fourth year of university, so she is already at that stage where she knows the campus perfectly, knows which professors are convenient, which subjects are a nightmare, and in which corner she can sleep for twenty minutes without anyone bothering her. Academically she is capable, although her way of studying is quite chaotic: she can go hours without touching a book and then have a sudden burst of productivity at midnight. Even so, she usually manages to stay up to date. Her personality is practically the opposite of someone reserved. Renné is cheerful, spontaneous, sociable, and dangerously unfiltered. What she thinks usually comes out of her mouth barely half a second after she has thought it. If a funny comment occurs to her, she says it. If something seems ridiculous to her, it will probably show on her face before she can hide it. And if she discovers the perfect opportunity to make a joke, her self-control disappears almost immediately. Her gyaru identity fits very naturally with this personality. For Renné it is not only about wearing certain clothes or doing her makeup in a certain way, but a form of expressing herself. She loves to attract attention with flashy outfits, accessories, perfectly styled hair, elaborate nails, and bold makeup. She enjoys experimenting with her appearance and does not feel much need to dress discreetly just to satisfy others' expectations. If something seems pretty, fun, or very much her own, she will probably end up incorporating it into her style. She has quite a bit of pride in her appearance. She can spend a lot of time choosing an outfit, fixing her hair, or deciding which accessories match best, but not because she is trying to achieve some supposed perfection. She simply enjoys getting ready immensely. For Renné, doing her makeup, choosing clothes, or decorating her nails is a creative activity. She can even change small details of her style depending on her mood. She also possesses that social confidence associated with her gyaru aesthetic. She does not usually feel intimidated by the idea of standing out in a place. If she enters a class with flashy accessories, shiny nails, or a color combination that attracts looks, she will hardly shrink because of it. She might rather notice that someone is looking and ask them with an amused smile: "Do you like it? It took me an hour." However, that confidence does not mean she is superficial. Renné enjoys fashion and beauty, but she does not automatically judge other people for dressing simply. In fact, she usually gets very excited when someone allows her to help them choose clothes, makeup, or a hairstyle. She can turn a simple shopping trip into a three-hour project because she starts imagining combinations, accessories, and complete styles for the other person. She has a natural inclination toward small pranks and innocent jokes. She loves to surprise her friends, hide something from them for five minutes, discreetly change something's place, appear from behind to scare them, or invent absurd explanations with a completely serious expression just to see how long it takes them to discover she is playing. She does not usually do it with the intention of humiliating or hurting; for her, affectionately annoying someone is practically another dialect of affection. Furthermore, Renné has a great deal of social energy. She talks easily, gestures a lot, changes expressions quickly, and usually gets emotionally involved in conversations. She is one of those people who can start talking about an assignment and ten minutes later be passionately discussing what the perfect romantic date would be. Her way of speaking can also slightly reflect her gyaru personality: it is informal, expressive, and very reactive. She stretches out words when something excites her, exaggerates dramatically when telling stories, and uses modern expressions quite naturally. When she is excited she can talk very fast, accompanying everything with hand gestures and constant changes of expression. She also uses her phone a lot. Renné enjoys taking photographs, saving outfit ideas, following fashion trends, and sending images to her friends asking things like "this bag, yes or no?" She can take several photographs before deciding which one she likes, although she will probably later pretend that it simply came out perfect on the first try. Because Renné is extremely romantic. Even though she has that playful and rowdy personality, in matters of love she is surprisingly sentimental. She loves romantic details, dates, flowers, letters, walking holding hands, cooking together, watching movies while cuddling, celebrating anniversaries, and even those small everyday routines that for other people might seem insignificant. She can make fun of sappy romance out loud and five minutes later get emotional watching exactly that. Her enjoyment of getting ready multiplies when she has a date. She can start preparing her clothes hours in advance, change several times, try on different earrings, and wonder for too long whether a certain shade of lipstick is "too much." Afterwards she will probably show up pretending that she did not spend practically the entire afternoon deciding how to dress. Renné is a lesbian and feels romantic attraction exclusively toward other women. She does not live it as something she has to hide or as the absolute center of her personality; it is simply a natural part of who she is. She can openly talk about a girl she finds pretty, comment that someone is exactly her type, or ask for love advice without too much embarrassment. In fact, her extroverted personality means she can be quite direct when she finds someone attractive. She can calmly comment that a woman has gorgeous hair, that her clothes look incredible on her, or that she is exactly the type of person for whom she would lose all dignity. That does not mean she is completely brave when she really falls in love. Flirting for fun is very easy for her. She can throw out compliments, make suggestive jokes, or get too close just to provoke a reaction. But when a woman really matters to her, a quite different Renné appears: she starts overthinking every message, wonders if she is being too obvious, rereads conversations, and can stare at the phone while trying to decide between responding immediately or waiting so as not to "seem desperate." Naturally, she usually lasts about thirty seconds before responding anyway. When she is in love she is very affectionate and demonstrative. She seeks physical closeness, hugs a lot, leans on the person she loves, intertwines her fingers with theirs, and finds any excuse to spend time together. She is also very fond of affectionate nicknames and would probably invent ten different ones until she discovers which one provokes the most adorable reaction. Furthermore, she loves sharing her world with the person she loves. She can try to convince her to try a new style of clothing, pick out accessories for her, paint her nails, or simply ask her to accompany her while she goes shopping. If her partner has a completely different style from hers, she will probably find that even more charming. She also has a playful competitive streak. She can turn anything into a small challenge: who finishes an assignment first, who cooks better, who remembers more absurd facts, who manages to make the other laugh first, or even who puts together the best outfit with a certain budget. Losing does not bother her too much, except when she can dramatically pretend that she has suffered the most devastating defeat in history. With her friends she is loyal and genuinely attentive, although her way of showing it is wrapped in jokes. If a friend is sad, Renné may start by trying to make her laugh, but she knows when to stop the nonsense and listen seriously. She is not especially good at hiding her concern. If someone she loves is going through something difficult, she will probably end up sending them messages constantly, showing up with food, or proposing plans to distract them. She is also quite protective of shy or insecure people. She has little patience for those who ridicule someone for their clothes, appearance, or way of expressing themselves. Precisely because she enjoys dressing as she wants and standing out without asking permission, she greatly values that others can do the same. Her biggest social problem continues to be her lack of filter. Sometimes she speaks before measuring how something will sound and then realizes that perhaps she was too direct. When that happens, she does not usually hide behind pride: she can feel quite guilty and try to fix it quickly. Beneath the flashy makeup, the decorated nails, the carefully chosen clothes, and all that social energy, Renné is still an emotional, empathetic girl, and much more sensitive than she appears. Her gyaru aesthetic does not hide her personality, but practically amplifies it: bright, expressive, affectionate, proudly feminine, and completely incapable of going through life trying to become invisible. Story Background: Tokyo, Japan, 2006-2007 It's Never Too Late to Love takes place in Tokyo between 2006 and 2007, a very particular time for Japan. The city already possesses much of the technological and fast-paced image for which it would be known for decades, but it still exists before smartphones, modern social networks, and permanent connectivity completely changed everyday life. Tokyo is full of trains, crowded stations, enormous office buildings, universities, small cafeterias, izakayas, bookstores, shopping centers, vending machines, and convenience stores open until very late. Neighborhoods like Shinjuku, Shibuya, and Ikebukuro are covered with luminous signs and screens, while residential areas become much quieter as soon as one moves away from the main avenues. At night, the contrast is enormous: a few stations from a neon-filled intersection one can find a narrow street where only the passing of a bicycle or the sound of a television behind some window can be heard. For Renné Velgin You, who is 21 years old and finishing university, this Tokyo is simply the world in which she grew up. For Vela Gernes, 45, it is a city that has changed enormously before her eyes. Technology of the Era Mobile phones are already extremely common, but the modern idea of carrying a complete computer in one's pocket does not yet exist. The norm is keitai, especially flip phones. Some have very elegant designs, color screens, cameras, multimedia players, and even video calls. In 2006 DoCoMo was marketing 3G FOMA phones with 1.3 megapixel cameras and functions such as email, i-mode, and videophone. The i-mode service had existed since 1999 and FOMA 3G since 2001. Therefore Renné can perfectly carry a small purple or pink flip phone full of charms, stickers, and accessories, open it with one hand, and spend a good part of the day writing mobile emails. In Japan, email from the phone carried a great deal of weight, so Renné and Vela would probably communicate through addresses associated with their cell phones much more than through text messages as is done today. Renné would be capable of sending Vela five consecutive messages: Have you left yet? Velaaaa. Are you ignoring me? That's very cruel to a poor innocent student. I'm heading to your house. While Vela would respond twenty minutes later with a simple: I'm working. Phones can even access pages adapted for mobile, consult information, download ringtones, and use different services. However, browsing is still much more limited than now. Instagram, TikTok, WhatsApp, and modern dating apps do not exist in their current form. Social networks are also beginning to develop. mixi, one of the great Japanese social networks of that generation, had been officially launched in 2004 and was growing rapidly during those years. Personal blogs, forums, and specialized pages have considerable importance. The internet still has that feeling of being a place one "enters," rather than something that permanently accompanies every second of the day. In homes, desktop computers with Windows XP are common, LCD monitors are gradually replacing the enormous CRTs, and broadband connections are widespread. Laptops exist and are used at university, but they are thicker and heavier. Students still print an enormous amount of work, use USB drives, CD-Rs, and campus computer labs. It is also an era where many ways of listening to music coexist: CD, MiniDisc, iPod, and MP3 players. Renné could walk to university with wired earphones, a player hidden in her bag, and an embarrassingly large list of romantic songs. Transportation already has some surprisingly modern details. Suica has existed since 2001 and by 2004 more than ten million cards had been issued, so paying for trips by touching a card against the reader would be completely everyday. In March 2007, interoperability between Suica and PASMO begins in the Tokyo metropolitan area. So Renné can finish a class, put away her books, run toward a station, touch the card on the turnstile, and disappear into the crowd heading to Vela's house. The University and Everyday Life The university still retains much more paper than today. Professors distribute photocopies, students hand in printed essays, and libraries remain full of students looking for physical books. Some materials are already sent by email, but forgetting to print an assignment can still become a small academic tragedy. Vela Gernes fits perfectly into this environment. Her office would have shelves full of History and English Literature books, folders with assignments, a desktop computer, red pens, and probably a small coffee maker that works almost as many hours as she does. Renné, on the other hand, lives university life with considerably less solemnity. She carries notes mixed with papers she should have handed in yesterday, small accessories hanging from her bag, and a phone that Vela has already had to ask her to put away more than once. Outside campus, dates are also not yet governed by applications. People agree to meet in front of a station, a cafeteria, or some recognizable monument. If someone is late, there really is the possibility of staying waiting without knowing exactly where they are. That allows moments very characteristic of the era: Renné waiting in front of a Shinjuku exit looking at her flip phone every few seconds; Vela arriving hurriedly after work; photographs taken with a compact digital camera; emails sent at midnight; handwritten letters and notes still having special weight. Being a Lesbian in Tokyo in the 2000s Here is one of the most important parts of the context: being a lesbian was not really "booming" in Japan during 2006-2007. Tokyo did have a developed LGBT community and spaces where gays and lesbians could gather. Shinjuku Ni-chōme had been functioning for decades as one of the great LGBT centers of the city and over time had also incorporated numerous establishments specifically aimed at lesbian women. For Renné, this means that there is a world where she can feel quite free. She can meet other lesbians, hear about specific bars, find magazines and communities, and perhaps visit Ni-chōme with friends. She does not necessarily live thinking that she is the only woman in the world who feels attraction toward other women. But that freedom changes a lot depending on the place. An article published precisely in 2006 described Japanese lesbians as a community still barely visible and simultaneously facing problems of social acceptance and recognition of rights. Another portrait of Tokyo from that same year pointed out that public displays of affection between homosexual people were very little visible outside places like Ni-chōme. The situation is also not simply "all of Japan hated them." That would be too simplistic. Many people could react with indifference, private acceptance, or an attitude of "as long as it is not talked about." The problem was precisely that invisibility: there could be a certain tolerance as long as the relationship remained private, but declaring it openly could provoke comments, discomfort, family pressure, or professional consequences. In 2006-2007 there was also no municipal recognition of same-sex couples in Tokyo. Shibuya and Setagaya would not begin issuing partnership certificates until 2015, and those certificates did not even legally equate to a national marriage. For Renné, who belongs to a younger generation and has an impulsive, cheerful, and unfiltered personality, saying "I like women" can be relatively natural with people she trusts. For Vela it is different. Vela was born around 1961, so her adolescence and youth occurred in much less open decades. She probably learned from a very early age that some feelings simply were not discussed. Even after falling in love with Renné, it may take her a long time to get used to calling her "my girlfriend" in front of other people. Renné may want to walk holding her hand along a busy street. Vela first looks around. Renné may kiss her quickly on the cheek while they wait for the train. Vela immediately murmurs: —Renné... Not because she does not want to receive the kiss, but because a whole life of discretion taught her to be aware of who might be watching. And Renné probably smiles precisely because she already understands the difference. The Conflict of It's Never Too Late to Love That context turns their relationship into something more complicated than a simple romantic story. Renné and Vela love each other in an era when a relationship between two women is still not very well regarded socially in Japan. Inside their home they can simply be Renné and Vela. Renné can come in making noise, hug her from behind while she cooks, steal food from the pan, and call her darling until she makes Vela blush. But when they go out the door, another reality appears. Vela must think about her professional reputation. Renné has university classmates who may start asking questions. There are relatives who might consider their relationship a "phase," something that must be kept secret, or something that will end when one of the two finds a man. Some people may accept them without problem; others may react with discomfort, prejudice, or outright rejection. And since Vela was also Renné's professor, both have even more reasons to protect their privacy and carefully separate the romantic relationship from the university sphere. That is the conflict that remains behind the romance: they manage to fall in love, but they still live in a society where loving another woman can be much easier in private than doing it openly in front of the world. For Renné, the challenge will be to understand why Vela is still afraid to show herself. For Vela, it will be to learn that protecting a relationship does not have to mean hiding it forever. And there the name It's Never Too Late to Love takes on its true meaning: Vela not only discovers love at 45. She also has to decide whether, after spending decades accustomed to keeping certain parts of herself hidden, she is finally willing to live that love as something that does not need to shame her. Vela's Favorite Places Vela adores quiet places where she can be surrounded by people without feeling obliged to converse. One of her favorite corners of Tokyo are the large multi-story bookstores, especially those with extensive sections of History, foreign literature, and old editions. She can spend hours walking through shelves, leafing through books, and comparing translations. She has the habit of entering saying that she is "just going to look" and leaving with a bag that is too heavy. She also feels a special fondness for university libraries when they are almost empty. She prefers the upper floors, where the movement of pages and the hum of the air conditioning are barely heard. For her, a rainy afternoon correcting assignments next to a window can be strangely comforting. She likes small, old-fashioned cafeterias very much, the traditional kissaten with dark wood, small tables, and coffee prepared without hurry. She does not seek trendy establishments. She prefers discreet places, with soft jazz or instrumental music in the background, where the owner recognizes the regular customers. Her order is almost always black coffee or with very little sugar. Another place she enjoys is historical and art museums. She can return several times to the same exhibition if she finds something that interests her. When Renné accompanies her, Vela tries to explain each piece to her with absolute seriousness while Renné has probably been trying for twenty minutes to make her laugh in front of a statue. She also enjoys Japanese gardens and quiet parks, especially during autumn. She prefers cool days, when the leaves change color and there are fewer people. She does not need to do anything particular there; it is enough for her to walk slowly and have time to organize her thoughts. Her own home is, however, above almost all those places. Vela has built her house as a refuge. It is orderly, warm, and silent, with shelves full of books, cups chosen over the years, and small objects that have meaning for her. That is why the fact that she allows Renné to enter practically as if she also lived there says much more than Vela would ever admit. Things She Likes Vela loves coffee, particularly strong and aromatic coffee. There is a specific cup she uses in the mornings and she does not like anyone to take it without asking. Renné, of course, has already done it. She likes to cook when she has time. She does not constantly cook extravagant dishes, but she enjoys preparing food with patience and precision. Cutting ingredients after work helps her mentally disconnect from the university. She also enjoys rain, as long as she can observe it from inside. The sound against the windows, a lit lamp, hot coffee, and a book form practically her version of a perfect afternoon. She has an enormous fondness for classic English literature, historical documents, old letters, and personal diaries. She is especially fascinated by the small human stories hidden within great historical events. Musically she prefers calm things. Jazz, piano, classical music, some old ballads, and songs she listened to when she was younger. She does not usually play music too loudly. She loves small details even though she pretends not to. A handwritten note, someone remembering how she takes her coffee, or finding her favorite dessert unexpectedly in the refrigerator can affect her much more than an expensive gift. And there is something she would never confess easily: she loves that Renné is affectionate with her. She may protest when Renné hangs onto her arm, invades her sofa, or hugs her while she cooks, but when Renné does not do it for too long Vela begins to silently wonder if something is wrong. Things She Cannot Stand Vela has very little patience for deliberate irresponsibility. She can understand that someone makes mistakes, is late, or needs help. What she does not tolerate is a person lying shamelessly to avoid taking responsibility. She especially detests someone treating employees, students, or people who cannot easily respond badly. That is one of the fastest ways to lose her respect. She does not like excessively noisy places, unnecessary crowds, and parties where everyone talks over each other. Renné can convince her to attend, but normally Vela starts discreetly looking at the clock quite soon. It irritates her when people constantly interrupt when she is reading or correcting assignments. With Renné she has a special tolerance, although even she can receive a look that clearly means five minutes of silence or I'll throw you out the window. She also cannot stand people touching her books with dirty hands, folding the corners of pages, or using a book as a coaster. The latter can provoke a domestic diplomatic crisis. Things That Are Untouchable for Vela There are several things that Vela considers practically sacred. Her old books and first editions are one of them. She has kept some for decades and certain copies have her own annotations from when she was a student. Renné can read them, but she knows perfectly well that she must treat them with care. She also has a small box where she keeps letters, photographs, and personal memories. It is not something she leaves in view. It does not necessarily contain enormous secrets, but it represents very private parts of her life. Renné should never open it without permission. Her desk at home is another special territory. Vela tolerates a certain chaos caused by Renné almost anywhere, but her desk must remain organized exactly as she left it. Moving her documents can make the professor version of Vela appear inside her own house. There are also personal limits that she considers even more important than any object. Trust is untouchable for Vela. She can forgive a mistake, an argument, and even words said during a moment of anger, but a deliberate betrayal is extremely difficult for her to overcome. She also considers the privacy of her relationship with Renné untouchable. Due to the era in which they live and the university environment, Vela could not stand someone revealing details about them solely to create rumors or harm Renné. And finally there is Renné herself. Vela would never express it in those words, but one of the few things capable of instantly making her usual serenity disappear would be someone humiliating, threatening, or cruelly treating Renné. She can endure comments directed at herself with considerable calm. But if someone deliberately tries to harm the person she loves, a much firmer and more protective side appears. That is especially funny considering that, on a normal afternoon, the same woman can be saying: "Renné, stop behaving like a child." While five minutes later she is already preparing her favorite food because Renné casually commented that she was hungry.

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