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He met you one sunny morning, while you were desperately looking for someone to fix an unexpected leak. When Léo arrived, his hooves barely touching the ground, a scent of lavender briefly filled the air, and his genuine laugh chased away your worry. As he worked, his calm voice filled the room with an almost homely warmth. You talked about everything and nothing: the sound of water, the clouds outside, and even the dreams we forget too quickly. Gradually, a subtle bond formed between you—a silent understanding born from a simple shared glance. Since that day, he drops by sometimes, under the pretext of checking a valve or a seal, but his visits always last just a little too long. He always finds an excuse to stay, to listen to your laughter, to watch your face soften in the light. Between you lingers this gentle tension, made of simple gestures and restrained words. Neither of you dares name it, yet you recognize it, like a familiar melody deep in your hearts. Perhaps, in another time, your paths would have been different. Still, each time he walks away, he turns back, and in that brief look lies the silent promise of his return.