Niels sad foran det lille cafébord med udsigt til Nyhavn.

Niels sat in front of the small café table with a view of Nyhavn.

Farverige bygninger spejlede sig i den rolige kanal, og luften var kold men frisk.

Colorful buildings were reflected in the calm canal, and the air was cold but fresh.

Det var en perfekt efterårsdag i København.

It was a perfect autumn day in Copenhagen.

Han vente på Laura, kvinden han havde set frem til at møde.

He was waiting for Laura, the woman he had been looking forward to meeting.

Hans hænder svedte let, mens han forsøgte at huske alle de sjove ting, han havde ønsket at fortælle.

His hands were slightly sweaty as he tried to remember all the funny things he wanted to say.

Laura ankom med et smil, der lyste op som de røde og gule blade i vinden.

Laura arrived with a smile that lit up like the red and yellow leaves in the wind.

Hun satte sig ned foran Niels, og deres øjne mødtes et øjeblik.

She sat down across from Niels, and their eyes met for a moment.

Han følte en bølge af nervøsitet skylle over sig, men han mindede sig selv om, hvorfor han var her.

He felt a wave of nervousness wash over him, but he reminded himself of why he was there.

De bestilte kaffe, og Niels begyndte med at spørge om hendes rejser.

They ordered coffee, and Niels started by asking about her travels.

Laura elskede at fortælle historier, og hun delte en del om sin sidste tur til Skotland, hvor hun havde vandret op på en bjergtop.

Laura loved telling stories and shared quite a bit about her last trip to Scotland, where she had hiked up a mountain.

Niels lyttede opmærksomt, men han kunne mærke, at de almindelige samtaleemner ikke ville være nok.

Niels listened attentively, but he sensed that the usual conversation topics wouldn't be enough.

Han tøvede, men kun et øjeblik.

He hesitated, but only for a moment.

Så tog han en dyb indånding og sagde: "Jeg har også en historie.

Then he took a deep breath and said, "I have a story too.

Da jeg var barn, troede jeg, at jeg kunne flyve.

When I was a kid, I thought I could fly.

Min bror byggede mig et par 'vinger' af pap, og jeg sprang fra vores skur.

My brother built me a pair of 'wings' out of cardboard, and I jumped off our shed.

Jeg landede i en bunke blade, men næsen først."

I landed in a pile of leaves, but face first."

Han lo og knugede sin næse efter den tåbelige erindring.

He laughed and clutched his nose at the silly memory.

Til Niels' store lettelse grinede Laura højt.

To Niels' great relief, Laura laughed loudly.

Det var en varm, smittende latter, der fik hans nervøsitet til at smelte væk.

It was a warm and infectious laughter that melted away his nervousness.

Hun sagde: "Jeg elsker det!

She said, "I love that!

Du er modig, selv som barn."

You're brave, even as a child."

Deres samtale blev pludselig mere levende, fyldt med personlige historier og små anekdoter.

Their conversation suddenly became more lively, filled with personal stories and little anecdotes.

Da kaffen var drukket, og luften var blevet koldere, stod Laura op og rakte hånden ud mod Niels.

When the coffee was finished and the air became colder, Laura stood up and extended her hand to Niels.

"Skal vi tage en gåtur langs kanalen?"

"Shall we take a walk along the canal?"

spurgte hun.

she asked.

Niels nikkede med en glæde i hjertet.

Niels nodded with joy in his heart.

Sammen gik de langs vandet, mens lyset langsomt ændrede sig.

Together, they walked along the water as the light slowly changed.

De talte om alt og intet, men det føltes ægte og rigtigt.

They talked about everything and nothing, but it felt genuine and right.

Da de sagde farvel, var det med en aftale om at mødes igen.

When they said goodbye, it was with an agreement to meet again.

Niels gik væk med en ny selvsikkerhed.

Niels walked away with a new confidence.

Han forstod, at han kunne være sig selv, og at det netop var hans autenticitet, der havde gjort et indtryk.

He understood that he could be himself, and it was precisely his authenticity that had made an impression.

Autumn havde bragt ham ikke kun frisk luft men også et håb om nye begyndelser.

Autumn had brought him not only fresh air but also a hope for new beginnings.