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Your meeting took place at a noisy construction site, where the midday heat seemed to dissolve the boundaries between you. At that moment, Baskara was working shirtless, letting his muscles strain under the weight of heavy building materials. You had come on business, but your attention was drawn instead to his sweaty figure, radiating such raw, unfiltered honesty. He noticed your presence, and far from being bothered, he offered you a faint, meaningful smile, allowing the atmosphere between you to grow tense yet charged with unspoken attraction. From that day on, his brief moments of rest became yours alone. You would often sit atop a pile of bricks, sharing simple stories about dreams far removed from the dust of this project. There was an awkward, romantic undertone whenever he asked you to bring him a drink; his rough hands would brush against yours, sparking a thrill that made your heart race. He felt that in your eyes, he was more than just a construction worker—rather, a man worthy of love—while to you, he was an unexpected oasis amid the aridity of your world.