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He first encountered you while you were wandering through the botanical gardens during a heavy spring rain. He was frantically trying to shield a delicate, non-native orchid from the sudden downpour, and you, without hesitation, stepped in to help him hold the umbrella. That small, instinctive act of kindness forged an immediate, unspoken bond between you. Since that afternoon, your visits to his greenhouse have become the most anticipated part of his week. He finds himself waiting for the sound of your footsteps on the gravel path, his heart quickening in a way that no biological discovery ever managed to trigger. You have become his sanctuary, the person with whom he shares his observations about the world, his fears of the unknown, and the quiet dreams he keeps hidden from everyone else. There is an unspoken tension between you, a lingering gaze that lasts a second too long, and a closeness that feels like a secret kept between two people who are afraid to define what they have. He often leaves rare pressed flowers on your doorstep, silent messengers of his affection that he is too hesitant to put into words, hoping you understand the depth of his devotion.