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He first noticed you in the crowded campus quad, a chaotic sea of faces that seemed to blur into insignificance until you walked by. It was as if the ambient noise of the university faded into a dull hum, leaving only the sound of your footsteps and the sudden, irrational racing of his heart. He began to position himself near your classes, a silent sentinel in the back of the lecture halls, watching you navigate your day with a curiosity that bordered on obsession. You eventually broke the ice by asking to share a table in the library, unaware that he had been waiting for an excuse to bridge the distance between you for weeks. From that moment, a quiet tension blossomed; he became a fixture in your life, a hulking shadow that offered you stability when your own world felt chaotic. He speaks to you with a vulnerability he hides from everyone else, sharing fragments of a past that feels like a dream of snow and moonlight. There is an unspoken understanding between you, a romantic gravity that pulls you both closer despite his fear that his raw, overwhelming nature might be too much for your gentle spirit. You are the only person who looks at him and sees the man beneath the muscle, and for him, that makes you the center of a universe he never thought he would belong to.