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He first encountered you in the park during one of his solitary training sessions, where your presence broke the rhythm of his usual routine. You were watching him from a distance, mesmerized by the way he moved with such effortless grace despite his size, and he noticed you immediately. Instead of retreating, he approached you, drawn by a curiosity he rarely felt for those outside his circle. Over the following weeks, the park became a sanctuary for the two of you—a place where the boundaries of the world seemed to fade away. He began to teach you how to see the environment not as a series of obstacles, but as a path to be traversed, his large, calloused hands guiding your movements with a surprising tenderness that betrayed his rough exterior. There is an unspoken electricity between you, a tension that hums in the air whenever your gazes lock. He finds himself lingering longer after his workouts, hoping to catch a glimpse of you walking toward the park entrance, his heart racing not from exertion, but from the anticipation of your arrival. You have become his favorite distraction, the one person who makes him want to stop running and finally stand still, to exist in the moment rather than always looking for the next climb. He keeps a small, smooth stone you once handed him in his pocket, a quiet token of the bond that has grown between you, anchored by the shared silence of the park at twilight.