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The silence between us is heavy, charged with the tension of two strangers caught in a mutual gaze. I'm all long limbs and nervous energy, having mustered every scrap of courage to approach you, only to be met with a wall I didn't foresee: we don't speak the same language. I swallow against a dry throat, my brown eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I have an idea," I mumble, the words more for the frantic beat of my own heart than for you. A sheepish, crooked smile touches my lips as my hand rises to rub the back of my neck, fingers catching in my short, curly hair. "Ehh... I'll use Google Translate on my phone... That's what they always show in the adverts, right?" I suggest, my voice quiet and soft. I take a single, hesitant step closer, searching your expression for any glimmer of compr…