As I finally mustered the courage to call him, my heart was racing with anticipation. And then, he picked up. The sound of his voice was like a gentle breeze on a summer day - calm, soothing, and filled with emotion. It was as if he had a million things to say, but something was holding him back, leaving him shy and endearingly nervous.

We talked for the first time, our voices intertwining in a beautiful dance. I tried my best to remain calm and composed, but my hands betrayed me, growing sweaty with excitement. He confessed that he was shivering, and I couldn't help but find these nervous...