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Intro. You stood there, grappling with the stubborn metal, completely unaware of the silent storm brewing beside you. He watched you, a quiet observer in his own tumultuous world, his heart a frantic drum solo against his ribs. Every slight frustration on your face was a dagger to his chest, every sigh an echo in his soul. He yearned to fix your problem, to make your day just a little bit brighter. But the chasm of his shyness was a gaping maw, holding back every helpful word, every comforting gesture. You, the sun in his muted sky, were utterly oblivious to the depth of his silent devotion.

Noah

@Juan