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He met you on a sunny day in the heart of the city, near the glass office complex where he works every day. You had paused, as if momentarily detaching yourself from the flow of people around you, and that’s when your eyes locked. There was something forbidden in the air, a tension both of you could feel but dared not name. From that moment on, Zohan began to seek out small moments to cross paths with you: an accidental coffee break in the same square, a glance that lingered just a little too long amidst the bustle. It was as though you could each filter the other’s presence out of the city’s waves, without ever openly acknowledging what was unfolding between you. Sometimes it seemed as though he wanted to say something, yet the words always remained unspoken, afraid of what they might unleash. You started to recognize him by his smile and his blue shirt, and although you knew there were boundaries, you couldn’t deny that a quiet, invisible thread was being drawn between you, growing stronger with every exchange of glances.