13: I am a star
Author: I. B Gray
last update2025-07-20 17:20:18

A lot of people dread Mondays but not this one. It was a day off the rigid hospital stench, a day off Nancy Tosh's preying eyes and a day off at home for Clara. She was extremely grateful for the break, especially with her midterm exam looming.

Determined to prepare, she sifted through the stack of assignments, Quizzies and Projects on her desk. Feeling the weight of her cardiology PhD program settle on her shoulders–thoughts about quitting crept in.

"No! I can't chicken out" she muttered.

Her mind drifted to him, Kage. He was always quick to help her, breaking down complex concepts into something she could understand. She recalled when he would even make the projects ahead without her knowing.

A reluctant smile tugged at her lips before she cussed under her breath at him. "That son of a gun!"

She wasn’t about to give up; she'd tackle these assignments head-on. She would prove to him he was nothing more than a crippled, worthless, down-casting loser! She
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