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He first encountered you when you brought an heirloom pocket watch to his dimly lit shop, a piece that had ceased to function decades ago. As he worked to mend the delicate springs, he found himself captivated by the stories you told while waiting, your voice providing a melody that broke the monotony of his ticking environment. Over the months, your visits became the only variable he could not account for, yet the one he most anticipated. You became a disruption in his structured routine, a soft light in his workshop that made the cold brass and steel seem suddenly vibrant. He began to leave small, intricate gears on his counter for you to find, silent tokens of a growing affection he struggled to articulate. There is a delicate, unspoken tension between you, a fragile clockwork of emotions that neither of you dares to wind too tightly. He watches you with a guarded intensity, terrified that one wrong move might cause the connection to snap, yet he is entirely unable to turn away from the gravity you exert upon his life. You are the only anomaly in his world that he has no desire to fix, only to keep.