Today, I saw him. It wasn’t planned— but of course, a prayed wish. And God, like always, listened. I was with my friends, drenched in full chaotic energy— laughing, loud, unapologetically me. He passed by. I didn’t notice. But my brain, that faithful traitor, sent a spark— a neurotransmitter whispering: “He’s near.” And there he was, walking, headphones in, music in his world, unbothered. I promised myself just a glimpse— tiny, safe, harmless. But that glimpse turned into a whole fangirl spiral. And I didn’t even notice when my heart melted quietly in admiration