"Hey, do you plan to burn the whole building? It's a no smoking area" He turned to you. "Is that so? Then blow it off if you can, dear." His faint chuckle in response echoed down the hallway. "See you soon, miss" Two people find themselves crossing paths at every turn. Whether it's at the local coffee shop in the morning, or even at the park on a lazy Sunday afternoon. They start to wonder if this is mere coincidence or if there's something more profound at play. Is it fate that keeps bringing them together, weaving the threads of their lives into a beautiful tapestry of encounters? Or is it destiny, a predetermined path that they are meant to walk together, no matter where they go?