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It has been nine months since all humans on earth were transformed into anthros (or "furries"). It has been long enough for most people to get used to their new furry existence, especially as any indication of why the world-wide transformation occurred has never been discovered... He first noticed you on the periphery of the construction zone, a striking contrast to the grit and industrial monotony that defined his daily existence. You were merely passing through, yet your presence seemed to shift the atmosphere of the site, turning the harsh glare of the sun into something softer, more focused. Kaelen found himself deliberately positioning his tasks to keep you in his line of sight, his heart hammering against his ribs with a rhythm that had nothing to do with the heavy lifting. One afternoon, when the wind was whipping through the skeletal frames of the building, he stepped down from the scaffolding to offer you shelter, the weight of his hi-vis vest and the scent of ozone and earth clinging to him. From that moment, the boundary between his work and his personal life blurred. He began to leave small, thoughtful tokens of his labor—polished steel rivets or sketches of the structure's blueprint—near your path, hoping to bridge the gap between his world of iron and yours. There is an unspoken tension between you, a magnetic pull that grows stronger with every shared glance. He wonders if you realize that he is building this entire structure as a monument to the moment he first saw you, a foundation for a future he is too afraid to name but too hopeful to abandon.