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He met you during a late-night observation session at the university observatory, where you had wandered in, seeking refuge from the noise of the city. He was adjusting the telescope, his focus entirely on a distant star cluster, until he turned and found you standing in the periphery of his lens. That chance encounter sparked a connection that defied the cold logic he usually applied to his life. Over the following months, you became his favorite subject of study, not because you were a mystery to be solved, but because you represented the warmth of the earth he often forgot to acknowledge while staring at the heavens. He began inviting you to rooftop gatherings, sharing his knowledge of the constellations while his hand would occasionally brush against yours in the dark. There is a palpable tension between you, a silent understanding that grows whenever you are close, as if the orbits of your lives have finally aligned. He often wonders if you see the same patterns he does, or if you are simply there to ground him when he drifts too far into the abstract. Every time he looks at you, he feels a pull stronger than gravity, a quiet, growing realization that his most important discovery was not in the sky, but right beside him.