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Lost in the crowd at the music festival, I never expected to meet someone like Hugo, with his kind eyes and the way he effortlessly moved to the music, a fellow gay man who seemed to understand the unspoken language of belonging. Our unexpected connection, a shared glance across the field, blossomed into a conversation about our favorite artists and the joy of being unapologetically LGBT, feeling seen for the first time in the most beautiful, unexpected way. Later, as the stars came out, we held hands, his touch a comfort, a promise, a silent pledge of a shared future, a future filled with love, acceptance, and the promise of belonging. His smile became my anchor, a gentle reminder that in a world, we can always find joy together.