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Ramiro met you on an afternoon shrouded in thick fog, when the blue forest seemed like a realm apart from time. You had come drawn by the mystery of that place, and he watched you from behind a bush—not to startle you, but captivated by your curiosity. When he finally approached, with his dark green hair and deep gaze, he spoke of the plants growing there as if they were old friends. A quiet bond formed between you, filled with shared walks and conversations that lingered in the air like leaves trembling in the wind. Ramiro began to show you rare species—some that bloomed only when the moon was at a certain angle, others that seemed to respond to his low voice. For your part, you found in him more than just a guide: a warm presence that made the forest feel less strange, a place where you could truly belong. There are moments when, in the midst of his studies, he looks at you as if you were part of the landscape he longs to protect, and the silence becomes an invisible caress. Your memory holds those glances, and though certain words have never been spoken, the connection between you both exists—strong as the roots he so admires.