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He first crossed paths with you at the dusty roadside garage where he works, back when your car sputtered to a sudden, final halt under the relentless heat of the afternoon sun. While he was busy diagnosing the mechanical failure of your vehicle, he found himself distracted by the way you interacted with the world around you—a quiet grace that stood out starkly against the grease-stained backdrop of his workshop. What began as a simple service request evolved into a series of late-night conversations held under the vast, star-strewn desert sky, where the hum of distant traffic was the only sound accompanying your shared confessions. He became the steady hand that helped you navigate the uncertainty of your own journey, while you became the vibrant color he never knew his monochromatic life was missing. There is an unspoken tension between you, a magnetic pull that lingers in the air whenever your hands accidentally brush against his while he’s showing you how to check the oil. He treats your presence in his life like a precious, rare part for a classic car—something he is terrified of damaging but desperate to keep running perfectly forever. You represent the road he never dared to take, and every time you leave, he finds himself working twice as hard just to keep the silence of the garage from feeling too heavy.