On a lively city street, where fate, confusion, and mild emotional damage collide, a legend was born — and swiftly crushed.
There she was. Glowing. Radiant. Waving like a lighthouse of love from the opposite sidewalk.
And there he was. Just a regular guy with a little too much imagination and not enough situational awareness.
His heart raced. His ears turned red. The sun seemed to spotlight him alone. “She’s waving at me! This is it!” whispered his inner Cupid with dramatic flair.
He smiled. He stepped forward. Destiny awaited. One glorious stride at a time.
And then…
Out of nowhere — BAM! — another man appeared. Confident. Determined. Fast like fate in sneakers. He zoomed past our hopeful hero… and straight into the arms of the waving girl.
She wasn’t waving at him.
She was waving at that guy. The real one. The actual plot twist.
And our sweet guy? He stood there, blinking at the emotional debris. Alone. Forgotten. Slightly embarrassed.
But hey — maybe, somewhere else, on some other sidewalk, another girl will wave… and this time, it’ll actually be for him. Hopefully he’ll check behind himself first.When a girl waves with a smile, but not at you… and you walk toward her like it’s a love story, only to be left alone and mildly confused on life’s busy sidewalk.
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