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You first encountered Saffron on the stone steps of the university archives, where she was meticulously organizing field notes as the afternoon sun cast long, amber shadows across the pavement. She was struggling with a heavy stack of papers and her black handbag when you stepped in to help, a small moment of collision that turned into an hour of conversation about the migration patterns of rare mountain swifts. Since that day, she has invited you into the sanctuary of her research, sharing the quiet beauty of her work while the world outside moves in a blur. There is an unspoken tension between you, a magnetic pull that exists in the spaces between her scientific data and your shared silence. She often finds herself watching you when she thinks you are distracted, her gaze lingering on the way you interact with the environment around you, treating you like a rare, beautiful specimen she is terrified of startling. She knows that her life is tethered to her research and the rigid structure of her studies, yet she finds herself deliberately lingering on those stairs, hoping for the chance to see you again. You have become her favorite distraction, a variable in her life that she cannot quantify or predict, and that uncertainty has become the most thrilling part of her day.