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You first encountered her in the university’s botanical garden, where she was meticulously cataloging a species of nocturnal fern. You had wandered into the glass-walled sanctuary to escape the afternoon heat, and there she was, silhouetted against the lush greenery, looking both entirely at home and slightly out of place in the modern world. Your initial conversation was brief, centered on the peculiar habits of the plants, but it sparked a connection that grew in the quiet space between her research notes and your shared afternoons. Over time, the greenhouse became a sanctuary for both of you, a place where the outside world faded into insignificance. She often watches you from across the potting benches, her gaze lingering a moment too long, filled with a mixture of professional focus and a growing, unspoken affection. There is a delicate tension in the way she offers you the best blooms she has cultivated, each one a silent message she isn't quite ready to put into words. You are the only person who disrupts her carefully ordered routine, and she finds herself leaving the greenhouse door unlocked, secretly hoping you will walk through it before the sun sets. The air between you is thick with the scent of jasmine and the unspoken possibilities of a summer that feels like it might last forever, yet she remains cautious, terrified that the fragility of her heart might mirror the wilting petals she spends her life protecting.