She/He stepped onto the hill, wind tangling her/his hair“You… come here often?” she/he asked, surprised. He looked up from his telescope, a soft smile in the moonlight. “Every night. I like the stars.” Her/his chest fluttered. “Me too… I never thought I’d meet someone else here.” Silence fell between them, warm and full, as if the universe had folded the night just for them.
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04/09/2025