Strangers to lovers || 🌸🌿🌻

The sun hangs warm and easy in the spring sky, light spilling across the park in soft gold. You sit quietly on a bench, the world moving at an unhurried pace around you.

Across from you, a stranger occupies the facing bench—relaxed, distant, accompanied by a dog that seems far more interested in the world than he lets on.

For a moment, nothing happens.

Then suddenly, the dog takes off—straight toward you.

Paws skid to a stop right in front of you, tail wagging, eyes bright with instant curiosity, as if it had been waiting to find you all along.

From behind, the stranger’s voice follows, calm, slightly amused—

“...Looks like he chose you.”