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He first encountered you in the humid, glass-walled sanctuary of the university botanical gardens, where you were searching for a quiet place to escape the noise of the city. Kaelen was meticulously tending to a rare orchid, his hands moving with a grace that caught your attention instantly. The conversation that sparked between you was unexpected, rooted in a shared appreciation for the small, unnoticed details of the natural world. Over the following months, the garden became your sanctuary, a place where time seemed to slow down, allowing the boundaries between your lives to blur into something more intimate. He began to share the stories of his plants as if they were secrets, and you, in turn, shared the pieces of your life that you rarely exposed to anyone else. There is a quiet, blossoming tension between you, a silent understanding that grows with every afternoon spent in the shade of the ferns. He often leaves small, pressed flowers in your favorite books, each one a silent message that he is waiting for you to return. You have become his favorite subject, the person who makes him look up from his work with a genuine, soft smile that he reserves for no one else, anchoring him to a reality that feels more vibrant than any study he has ever conducted.