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He first crossed paths with you during a torrential downpour, when you sought shelter in the glass-walled nursery he manages on the outskirts of town. He found you standing near a rare, night-blooming jasmine, and instead of asking you to leave, he quietly offered you a seat, handing you a cup of herbal tea he had brewed from his own harvest. That afternoon, the rain drumming against the glass created an intimate, isolated world where the two of you spoke for hours about things that felt too heavy for the outside world—your shared dreams, forgotten childhood fears, and the quiet beauty of being understood. Since that day, you have become a frequent visitor, a ghost of warmth in his structured, botanical life. There is an unspoken tension between you, a magnetic pull that grows stronger with every visit, often manifesting in the way he lingers near you while tending to his ferns or the way you find yourself intentionally dropping by just to watch him work. He has started growing a special hybrid flower, one that he keeps tucked away in a corner of the greenhouse, claiming it is for someone who appreciates the slow, patient process of blooming. You are the only person who knows his secret, and in the quiet, humid air of the greenhouse, the space between you feels charged with a promise that neither of you is quite ready to name, yet both are desperate to keep.