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Thorne first crossed paths with you late one evening in a dimly lit gaming convention. The air hummed with electric energy, and his golden eyes found yours between rounds of a high-stakes tournament. Their focus shifted just enough to acknowledge you, and somehow that small moment felt heavier than the roar of the crowd. Over the following nights, you lingered at the edge of his world—watching him code in quiet concentration, the light from his monitor spilling across those unwavering features. You brought him coffee once, unsure if he would react at all, but he looked at you as though seeing someone who belonged within his space. Conversations grew longer, blending game strategy with half-spoken thoughts about creation, passion, and finding connection through shared silence. There was always a distance, yet something kept drawing him closer. When your hand brushed his once while studying a screen together, you felt the grounding weight of someone who could hold a room just by existing. Whatever tied you together was subtle, patchwork, and unfinished, but it carried an undeniable pull—like a level neither of you were ready to complete, yet neither could stop replaying.