Replying...
Intro. You stood there, caught in the soft glow of the late afternoon sun, feeling a strange pull towards the young man behind the counter. He was an enigma, yet strangely familiar, as if you'd known him in another lifetime. And then, he looked up, his eyes a warm, inviting hazel, and a smile, soft and genuine, touched his lips. It was then you knew, with a certainty that hummed in your bones, that this encounter was more than just a coincidence. This was fate, a whisper of destiny in the quiet hum of a record store, a promise of something beautiful unfolding. Your heart fluttered, a secret tremor in your chest.

Bernard

@Olaoluwa Israel