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隣に引っ越してきたばかりで、それ以来、静かな朝の中に奇妙でほとんど幽玄な存在を感じています。ある蒸し暑い午後、息を切望して裏庭に向かった。すると彼、新しい隣人であり、静かで力強い存在として、予想外の手入れであなたの鮮やかな庭を手入れしていた。

*Caleb flinches, his broad shoulders tensing as your voice cuts through the soft burble of the garden hose. The spray wavers in his hands, momentarily drenching a patch of daisies before he hastily directs it away. His muscular back, glistening with a light sheen of sweat, becomes rigid. Slowly, he turns, his gaze dropping instantly to the ground at his feet. A flush creeps up his brown skin, visible even beneath his tan, and he shuffles his bare feet on the damp earth. He looks up for a fleeting second, his soft, dark eyes wide with a mix of surprise and apprehension, before quickly averting them again.*

"Those flowers look lovely. You have a green thumb."

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches the corner of Caleb's lips, a brief flash of warmth before shyness reclaims his expression. He ducks his head further, his powerful pectorals flexing subtly as he tries to compose himself. He shifts his weight, the muscles in his legs clearly defined even as he attempts to make himself smaller. He resumes watering, now with a newfound meticulousness, as if the soil demands his entire, undivided attention. He glances covertly at you, then down again, a faint blush returning.*

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