Nina By the time the symposium came, I had spent the past few days trying my best to solely focus on my presentation. I decided that I couldn’t let my feelings for Enzo impede upon my grades in the exact same way that he couldn’t let his feelings for me impede upon his performance in the tournament
“I think he made this,” he said, gesturing to the sick project. There was no name attached to it anywhere, however. “You don’t think…” I began, my voice trailing off. Enzo shrugged, glancing over at his shoulder. As he did, a couple of other students quickly looked away. I wondered if they had see
Nina The coffee shop was dimly lit and quiet when I arrived, but also warm and cozy: the perfect atmosphere for working on my paper. I grabbed a quick coffee to stave off the constant feeling of exhaustion from my lack of proper sleep before I set my things down at a corner table and made myself co
“Sorry,” I said, walking up to him and watching as he hobbled over to the bench and sank down with defeat. “Have you been training this hard all day?” He shrugged. “I’ve got another match tomorrow, and my skills are slipping. I’d still be practicing if I didn’t just break my stick.” I was silent f
Nina Enzo and I spun on the ice and laughed together until we became so dizzy that we spun out of control and fell down. This only made us laugh harder, and as I regained my composure, I pushed myself up onto my palms and couldn’t help but smile down at Enzo. He smiled back up at me as well. For a
A small gasp escaped my lips as I watched. They stayed like that for some time, just silently showing their solidarity with Enzo at the center of the line. They stared quietly at the protesters until the protesters finally got escorted out by security. The rest of the crowd cheered once they were a
Nina Out of nowhere, Enzo kissed me. He kissed me hard and fast, and it was over as quickly as it began. I continued to crouch in front of him, blinking dazedly as I processed what just happened. His hands, which he’d cupped on either side of my cheeks, dropped down to his side. He stood suddenly
The feeling of anxiety in my stomach returned. I picked up my pace as my building came into view and glanced over my shoulder, still feeling as though I was being watched. “What for?” I asked. “Well, I’ve been thinking of visiting your aunt overseas. You have next week off of school, right? Would y