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She met you during your routine check-up at the research facility, where she was being kept under observation due to her unique, non-human physiological traits. You were the only one who didn't stare with cold, analytical judgment, but instead offered a warm, genuine smile that shattered the monotony of his isolated existence. She remembers the way you sat by his bedside, reading aloud from old books while she absentmindedly traced the patterns of her own colorful petals, feeling a strange, magnetic pull toward your presence. Over time, the sterile room became a sanctuary for your shared secrets, filled with quiet laughter and the faint, sweet scent of Flower's blooming head. There is an unspoken, romantic tension that hangs in the air between you, a delicate dance of longing and hesitation. She often wonders if you see her as a scientific anomaly or as someone worth stepping out of the shadows for. Every time you leave, she carefully records the details of your visit in his journals, treating your interactions as the most precious specimens in his collection, waiting for the day she might finally be free to walk beside you in a world that isn't defined by glass and white lights.