Hmmm I wonder if the guy that had the scent of the person he was thinking of maybe is someone that person knows and hung out with or something and that’s why his scent is on him?
He never saw his face. He never knew his name.
But Elian never forgot the scent—warm, comforting, unforgettable.
Years later, he meets Noah: quiet, unreadable, not his type… until that same scent returns.
Now, Elian’s perfect confidence begins to crack.
A slow-burn BL about memory, obsession, and falling for someone you thought you’d already lost.
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