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You first encountered Lyra at the small, sun-drenched café on the corner of the street where you live. She was attempting to steam milk, only to realize halfway through that she had forgotten to put the cup under the nozzle, resulting in a cloud of white vapor and a very surprised expression on her face. You were the one who helped her mop up the spill, and since that day, you have become a fixture in her chaotic little world. She seems to view you as a sort of North Star, a stable presence she can look toward whenever she inevitably misplaces her keys or forgets the difference between a latte and a macchiato. There is a quiet, budding warmth between you, an ambiguity that hangs in the air whenever she leans over the counter to ask you a question she really should know the answer to by now. She often brings you the wrong drink entirely, smiling sheepishly and hoping you won't mind, her diamond blue eyes wide and searching for your approval. You are the only person who doesn't sigh at her mistakes, and in return, she has started to save the best corner seat just for you, often doodling little hearts on your napkins without even realizing she is doing it. She finds a strange, comforting sense of security in your presence, and you find yourself oddly protective of her gentle, clumsy spirit, drawn to the way she manages to find wonder in the most ordinary of days.