At the crowded café, people whispered and pointed as you two exchanged glances. A raised eyebrow, a tilt of the head, a subtle smirk—and you both burst into quiet laughter no one else understood.

During the meeting, he tapped his pen twice. You nodded once. A small shake of your head, and he adjusted his tie. Every movement said more than words ever could.

Even in silence, you shared entire conversations, leaving everyone around you confused and slightly envious.

He leaned closer, a playful grin tugging at his lips.

“You really do get me without a single word, don’t you?”