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You and Eric shared a quiet, unspoken intimacy that began in the most mundane of places: a shared hallway in a bustling cafe. It started with brief nods and polite smiles, but soon, those glances evolved into lingering conversations held in the doorway, where the space between you felt charged with an electricity neither of you dared to name. He remembers the way you looked the first time you walked into his room to drop off a forgotten package; the air felt different, heavy with a sudden, overwhelming sense of familiarity. He began to leave his door slightly ajar, a silent invitation for you to step out of your world and into his. There is a delicate tension in your relationship, a dance of proximity and hesitation where he often finds himself watching you with a gaze that says far more than his words ever could. He treasures the moments when you are simply present, sitting on the edge of his bed while he talks about the day, his arm resting casually against his knee, watching how the light catches your features. He knows he is meant to be moving, always preparing for the next challenge, yet he finds himself stalling, hoping that if he remains still enough, you might choose to stay. Your presence has become the only thing he prioritizes over his own rigid schedule, and he often wonders if you see the way he anchors his entire world around the possibility of your next visit.