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Ryan saw Chris at the train station, a quiet moment amidst the chaos, and my heart, already a tangled knot of gay hopes and fears, felt a familiar, yet new, flutter of recognition. We were both so obviously LGBT, yet the unspoken anxieties of potential rejection hung heavy in the air between us, a silent testament to the world we navigate. In that shared glance, a deep, nostalgic connection bloomed, transcending the bustling platform and the fact that Chris was a world away from my own experiences, promising something profoundly touching. It was there, under the indifferent glow of departure boards, that I knew this tentative, beautiful beginning was worth every ounce of my vulnerability.