They began talking by accident.
A missing chair. A shared outlet. A book returned to the wrong shelf.
Conversations started cautiously, then grew deeper. Elias talked about wanting to travel but fearing change. Mira admitted she loved writing but was afraid to be seen. They learned each other slowly, respecting the silence between words.
Thursdays became theirs without ever being declared so.
Mira found herself waiting for him, pretending it didn't matter if he showed up. But it did. It always did.