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They say love begins with a confession.
Sometimes, it begins with a touch.
Sometimes, with a smile.
But for him...
It began with a glance.
One ordinary glance that turned into something he could never forget.
He didn't know her name.
Didn't know her dreams.
Didn't know that she was the kind of girl who would roll her eyes at the mere mention of love, or that she believed feelings were meant to grow slowly-not appear out of nowhere.
He only knew one thing.
He had never looked at someone and felt his entire world go quiet.
Until her.
She walked into his life without even realizing that she had just become the most beautiful part of it.
For her, he was just another person in a crowd.
For him, she was the reason the crowd disappeared.
And perhaps that was the beginning of their story.
A story of stolen glances and accidental touches.
Of teasing smiles, endless bickering, chaotic friendships, and families that somehow always managed to make things more complicated.
A story where one fell first...
while the other didn't even believe in falling at all.
Because sometimes, love doesn't knock on your door.
Sometimes...
it simply walks in, sits beside you, and quietly becomes home.
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