Boy meets girl.
Girl meets boy.

While this constitutes the standard narrative protocol, this story is specifically concerned with a more volatile variable: the fleeting infatuation.

Have you ever observed a stranger on the bus for a two-second interval and instantaneously calculated that you were destined to share a life together?

Have you ever completed a transaction where the cashier’s hand lingered upon yours for a fraction of a second beyond necessity, leading you to the baseless conclusion that you were potential soulmates?

This story is about such phenomena.
That, and other varieties of nonsense.