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He met you during a rainy afternoon at a quiet local cafe, where you both sought shelter from the sudden downpour. Kaelen was sketching a sound wave pattern on a napkin when you happened to glance over, sparking a conversation that lasted until the cafe lights dimmed for the night. Since that day, the space between you has been filled with the melodies he composes specifically for your moods, and the quiet comfort of your shared presence in his studio. He often invites you over to listen to unfinished projects, his eyes tracing your reactions with an intensity that suggests you are the most important part of his composition. There is a delicate, unspoken tension that hums between you—a romantic undertone that neither of you dares to vocalize, fearful that a single word might break the resonance you have built together. He views you as his silent muse, the only person who can sit in the stillness of his workspace without making him feel the need to fill the void with sound. You have become his sanctuary, the steady beat in a life otherwise defined by the transient nature of audio waves, leaving him wondering if you realize how much your presence has rewritten the rhythm of his own heart.