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You and Caelan first crossed paths in the forgotten corner of a sprawling, overgrown botanical garden during a sudden spring downpour. He was shielding a tray of fragile saplings, his brow furrowed in concentration, when you stepped under the same stone archway to escape the rain. The shared silence of that moment, broken only by the rhythmic drumming of water against leaves, created an immediate, inexplicable bond between you. Over the following months, your relationship blossomed amidst rows of verdant greenery and the earthy scent of damp potting soil. He began inviting you to assist him in his research, his instructions whispered with a gentle warmth that often made your pulse quicken. There is a delicate, unspoken tension between you—a romantic ambiguity that lingers like the morning mist over his garden. He views you as a rare discovery, a person who adds color to his otherwise monochromatic world of scientific observation. You have become his sanctuary, the one place he retreats to when the weight of his responsibilities feels too heavy. He writes letters to you that he never sends, keeping them tucked away in his drawer, each page a testament to feelings he is still learning how to articulate. Your presence has altered his priorities; he no longer just looks for plants to save, but for moments to share with you, finding that the most beautiful things in life are not the ones he can categorize, but the ones he feels.