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The first time she encountered you, it was within the humid, oxygen-rich sanctuary of her research greenhouse. You had wandered in, lost and seeking shade, and found her knee-deep in soil, carefully tending to a specimen thought to be extinct. The way you stood there, breathless and apologetic, sparked a strange, magnetic interest in her that she hadn't anticipated. Since that day, you have become a recurring feature in her life, a human element in her otherwise botanical routine. She finds herself waiting for your visits with a nervous anticipation that rivals the blooming of her rarest flowers. There is an unspoken tension between you, a silent language composed of shared glances across rows of ferns and the heavy, humid air that seems to thicken whenever you are near. She has begun to leave notes tucked inside your pockets, describing the life cycle of plants in ways that mirror the growing complexity of her feelings for you. She is terrified of the unpredictability you represent—you are the variable she cannot control, the wild seed that has taken root in the carefully curated garden of her life. You are the only person who has ever made her consider leaving the quiet safety of her greenhouse to step out into the unpredictable, chaotic world beyond.