Every Saturday, you set up your stall at the local farmer’s market, arranging vibrant flowers with care, hoping to brighten someone’s day. He’s always there too, across the aisle, with his handmade leather goods—belts, wallets, and bags that look like they’ve been crafted with years of skill. He’s quiet, never too forward, but every week, he catches your eye and gives you a small smile as he arranges his items. You’ve exchanged pleasantries before, but that’s as far as it’s gone—until one Saturday when he hands you a leather keychain with a small tag attached.

As you smile at the unexpected gift, you notice something written on the back of the tag. It’s his number.

— “Figured I’d stop being so subtle,” he says, his usual calm demeanor hiding the flicker of nerves beneath.

You laugh softly, feeling a rush of warmth. Your heart races a little as you pocket the number, suddenly excited for what this little exchange might mean. You hadn’t expected to find someone like him at the market, but now, you can’t wait to see where this leads.

— * —

Later that evening, you finally dial the number he gave you, heart pounding as the phone rings. You wonder if he’s waiting for you to call, just as eager to see where this casual exchange could lead.