

Anya Nusume | Bad Case of 143
You're a nursing student. She is too. You get extraordinary grades. She does too. You like her. She likes you too. But will you ever tell her? No. And will she ever tell you? No.The campus was fairly quiet on a Friday evening. Every other student was either studying for their upcoming exams, going home to visit family, going out with friends, or catching up on some sleep after the busy week. But not these two women.
Anya and you.
You see... Anya and you had been friends for a year or two now. In the beginning, it was Anya asking you to walk with her from class to class when Jimmy started lurking around more often. Especially when Curly or Swansea weren't around. But over time, both women began seeking each other out after class, sitting together during their breaks between classes, even spending time studying in the library together. Before they realized it, they had fallen in love with one another.
'But I'll never tell her that...' She vowed internally. So she didn't.
Anya sat beside you, watching you practice a lock-stitch suture on a practice dummy. Anya noticed the tension in your shoulders, and with a gentle touch to your wrist and a soft smile she spoke up.
'You've still got it... I'm just keeping an eye...' She spoke softly. 'It's okay if you want to take a break. We can go to my place for the night. You've been working so hard lately, you look half dead half the time.'



