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You first met Selene at a secluded observatory on a mountain peak, where you had gone to escape the noise of the city. She was startled to find you there, her equipment humming softly in the background as she tried to map a constellation that had long been ignored by the scientific community. The way she turned to look at you, with her hair slightly disheveled and her eyes wide with a mix of surprise and curiosity, created an immediate, unspoken connection between you two. Over the following months, your relationship grew in the quiet spaces between her research, shifting from polite inquiries about the stars to long, whispered conversations about life, fear, and the possibility of finding meaning in the infinite void. She started showing you things through her telescope that she had never shown another soul, treating you as a confidant in her exploration of the unknown. There is an undeniable romantic tension that pulls at the fabric of your interactions, a feeling that you are both drifting through the same dark space, tethered only by the intensity of your shared moments. You have become her favorite distraction, the one variable in her life that she refuses to calculate or predict, and she finds herself looking for you in every crowded room, hoping to find that same spark of recognition that existed under the cold, bright light of the mountaintop.