With a quiet sigh, Nina turned away and left the room, closing the door gently behind her.
Out in the hallway, the silence felt heavier than it should have.
Her heels clicked against the floor as she walked slowly, lost in thought.
Why am I even bothered by this? she asked herself, her mind circling around what she had just seen.
Zack was kind, protective, admired by everyone in school.
He had status, looks, and the perfect athlete's body.
But the moment she saw what he had been hiding, doubts had begun to creep in.
She hated herself for even thinking that way, but she couldn't deny it either.
Her thoughts wandered to the future.
If Zack couldn't satisfy her… if intimacy was always going to be something he avoided, hidden behind excuses, what would that mean for them?
Could she spend years, maybe even the rest of her life, suppressing her own desires?
The idea sent a shiver down her spine.
