They would never forget that night, when their souls, both brimming with art, found each other.

It happened so simply. She had just left yet another of the many art exhibitions she loved to visit. he had just finished performing one of the final concerts of his tour. By chance, they ended up on the same park bench, the quiet night wrapping around them like a secret.

They talked for hours, about everything and nothing, until the world beyond that bench seemed to fade away. Despite the age difference, they connected in the most natural, effortless way. For Alex, it felt as if a missing piece of his heart had finally been placed into his chest, embodied by this beautiful artist he’d stumbled upon under the soft glow of midnight.

It didn’t take long for them to become inseparable. constantly meeting, calling, and seeking each other’s presence as if it were the air they breathed.

Now, they sat together in Alex’s flat, facing each other in a quiet bubble of intimacy. Alex was bent over his notebook, scribbling down lyrics, words that so clearly belonged to her, while she sketched his profile in her pad, the pencil gliding over paper in time with the music of his pen.