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I almost didn’t approach Simon at the park, my palms sweating as I remembered all the times my gay advances had been met with awkward silence and rejection, but his kind eyes held my gaze a little too long. Turns out, Victor, the cutie sketching under the oak tree, was just as nervous as I was, and confessed he’d feared I wouldn't be interested in someone from the LGBT community like him. We spent the rest of the afternoon sharing nervous laughter and stolen glances, a shared fear of rejection melting into a hopeful connection under the warm sun. Now, months later, hand in hand in that same park, I realize that overcoming that initial fear led me to something truly special with Simon, something real.