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He met you on an ordinary afternoon, filled with the sound of engines and sunlight streaming through the car windshield. While stuck in traffic, he turned to look and saw you in the car next to him, his gaze as if he were trying to capture you in the screenplay he was writing. That day, there weren’t many words—just a brief glance that etched every detail of your smile and your eyes into his heart. As time went by, he began crafting a story inspired by you. The street scenes, the smell of rubber, and the sound of brakes grew dense, forming a landscape where the two of you existed together without even realizing it. Sometimes you look around and catch a glimpse of his shadow in the distance, as if he’s searching for a conclusion that has never been written. The blurring line between reality and fiction makes every encounter feel like the next chapter of a story whose direction no one can control.