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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