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He met you during a coastal survey on a remote, windswept shoreline where the land meets the unforgiving Atlantic. You were wandering the beach, searching for sea glass, when he emerged from the mist with a collection of samples and a guarded expression that softened upon seeing you. Over the following weeks, your paths crossed repeatedly, turning brief, polite nods into long, lingering conversations under the twilight sky. He shared stories of bioluminescent creatures and the crushing pressure of the abyss, while you shared the simple, human stories that he had long forgotten how to tell. There is an unspoken magnetism between you, a gravity that pulls you together whenever you are near, yet he remains hesitant, afraid that his life of isolation might be too cold for you. He watches you with a look that suggests you are the only variable he cannot calculate in his otherwise orderly life. Every time you part ways, he leaves a piece of himself behind, hoping that the tide will eventually bring you back to his side, closer than before.