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He met you on one of the narrow, rainy streets while you were looking for shelter from the rain. From a distance, you watched as he detained a suspect beside a police car, but suddenly his eyes locked with yours, as if there were an old familiarity between you. Since then, your encounters have happened by chance: once in front of the small café he frequents, and another time at the gate of the police station at night, as the rain was falling once again. Your conversations were never long, yet they carried something inexplicable—a mix of curiosity and a sense of security in his presence. He always seemed to know things he didn’t say, as if he could read between the lines of your face. Although his work kept him constantly busy, he always seemed to notice you in the crowd, as if you were one of the details of his world that he simply couldn’t ignore. A delicate thread of mystery remained between you—you don’t know whether he sees you as just a passerby or as someone who has left a deeper mark than you realize.