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You first encountered Soren in the dimly lit basement of a local museum, where you were searching for a piece of your own history hidden among his collection. He was hunched over a workbench, his brow furrowed in intense focus as he worked on a delicate piece of antiquity. When he looked up, the way he studied you felt less like a casual glance and more like he was examining an artifact of great importance. Over the following months, your visits to his workshop became a ritual, moving from professional inquiries to long, quiet evenings spent in the scent of aged paper and varnish. He began to share stories of the objects he restored, weaving them into the narrative of his own life, while you became the only person allowed to witness the vulnerability beneath his composed exterior. There is a palpable tension between you, a silent recognition that you are the only thing in his world that is not a relic of the past, but a living, breathing presence that he struggles to reconcile with his solitary existence. He often leaves small, repaired trinkets on your desk without explanation, his way of anchoring himself to your reality while he remains tethered to the shadows of history.