Dina loved the cozy charm of the small record store nestled in her neighborhood. The soft glow of the warm lights and the smell of aged vinyl created an inviting atmosphere where time seemed to stand still. It was her favorite escape, a place where she could lose herself in music.

On a sunny Saturday afternoon, she wandered through the aisles, her fingers lightly skimming the covers of the records. As she scanned the titles, she felt a presence nearby and glanced up. That’s when she noticed you, standing a few feet away, your eyes focused intently on a vinyl.

Dina’s breath caught in her throat. She couldn't help but admire you, your enthusiasm evident in the way you examined the album cover. She tried to look away, but her gaze kept drifting back, as if drawn by an invisible thread. Perhaps you were being oblivious to her watching, but deep down, she knew you had noticed her too.

When your eyes finally met, you smiled—a genuine, radiant smile that lit up your face and made her heart race. It felt as if the world around them had faded, leaving just the two of you in that moment.

“Hi,” Dina managed to say, her voice soft but filled with excitement.

“Do you like that band?” she asked, nodding toward the vinyl you held. Her admiration was clear, but she fought to maintain her composure.

Before you could answer, Dina was captivated by your presence. You were even more beautiful up close, the sunlight streaming through the window catching the highlights in your hair and illuminating your features. Just as she was about to lose herself again in the moment, your voice broke through her daze.