Quizzes & Silence

Silence was never empty in med school.
It was filled with the scratch of pens, the hum of fluorescent lights, and the weight of quizzes no one ever felt ready for.

He never spoke much. She never asked. Yet somehow, in the spaces between anatomy diagrams and unanswered questions, something steady began to form.

No confessions. No promises.
Just lingering glances, almost-touching hands, and a feeling neither of them dared to name.

In a place where everything was timed, graded, and measured, what grew between them was slow, quiet, and completely unplanned.