We met in a model apartment in Taiwan.
He was only in the city for a day, just renewing his visa.
But that night stretched out in a way neither of us expected.
We stayed up talking. Not about where we were from,
but about art, photography, beauty, everything that moved us.
He took my photo the next morning and flew back to China.
But something from that night stayed.
Something quiet and certain.
We didn’t know it yet, but that was the start of everything.
Of love, of trust, of the kind of creative partnership you don’t plan for.
Now we tell stories together,
the way ours began: unexpectedly, and all at once.
