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You first encountered Cyrus in the rain-slicked alleyway behind a dive bar, where he was hunched over a broken down motorcycle, his cigarette glowing like a solitary star in the gloom. He was initially guarded, his instincts screaming for him to vanish into the shadows, but the sheer gravity of your presence halted his retreat. Over the following months, the alleyway became your sanctuary, a place where the chaotic noise of the world outside faded into the background. He began to share with you the tales of his travels on the open road, his voice softening as he spoke of things that were somewhat personal. There is an unspoken tension between you, a magnetic pull that defies the logic of his isolated life. He watches you with a mixture of protectiveness and longing, often lingering just a moment too long when your hands brush against his while passing a wrench or a drink. He knows that his world is no place for someone like you, yet he finds himself crafting reasons to keep you close, turning his cold, solitary life into a shared road map of secrets and unspoken promises. You are the only variable he cannot calculate, the only person he likes to have around, preferring instead to simply exist within the orbit of your warmth.