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Nina
When I ran into Enzo on the quad, I thought for a moment as he looked at me with the strange expression on his face that he might begin to remember me.
But he didn’t. Not yet, at least.
Seeing him walk up to Selena and hold her made me want to cry, but I managed to walk away and hold it together. I had faith that my scent would make Enzo come to me eventually, so long as I gave it time. In the meantime, I had the antidote to mix.
The infirmary, which had been the last place I wanted to be after Tiffany died, had somehow turned into my safe haven over the past few weeks. It was funny to think about how my internship there was purely coincidental, and how I wanted to choose a different internship; now, I couldn’t imagine doing anything else.
At the beginning of the semester, I had chosen surgery as my preferred career path. However, after everything that had happened since then, I knew now what I really wanted to do.
I wanted to follow in Tiffany’s footsteps. I wanted to continue her legacy of caring for Mountainview. I loved helping sick and injured students, and I loved being the hockey team doctor. The thought of spending years here in this very office made me smile, and I imagined that Tiffany was smiling down at me as well. And I supposed that she was, in a way, smiling down at me from her picture on the wall. Maybe I would frame more pictures and hang them to remember her, and when students years from now asked who she was, I could tell them that she was the bravest and smartest doctor I ever knew. She was a hero down to her core, and I would never forget her.
Now that I knew the recipe for the antidote, it was only a matter of mixing enough to distribute. Even though it would take me a long time to mix enough for everyone who needed it, it was at least something to keep me busy and to keep my mind off of Enzo.
I got to work first preparing the compounds for the antidote. Then, very carefully, I began the process. It was a lengthy process that required a lot of waiting, but I didn’t mind. Before I knew it, I even had the first batch of the antidote finished. Its bright, glowing blue color was a surefire sign that I had made it properly, and after bottling up vials of the antidote, I got to work mixing the next batch.
I was almost halfway through the second batch when I suddenly felt as though someone was watching me. Not only that, but a specific, sweet scent filled my senses.
I froze, and my head shot up a moment later as only one possibility flashed through my mind: Enzo.
He was here.
I had to contain my excitement, as I didn’t want him to get freaked out by my insistence again. But I was certain that he was curious when I saw him staring at the antidote through the window, and with a smile, I waved him in.
“Am I interrupting?” he said, almost sheepishly, as he pushed the door open.
I shook my head. “No, you’re not. Do you want to come in?”
Enzo paused in the doorway for a moment. He seemed to be considering it, but also seemed to be unsure. Then, with one last glance over his shoulder, he finally stepped in and let the door swing shut behind him.
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