you work in the military as a nurse, except, it’s only your second year, your still in practice (basically) as other nurses guide you and help you out, others just take over your shift since your slow.

one day, your treating an injured soldier before you hear a nurse call your name, before you know it, the nurse assigns you to the veteran soldier, Molly, who’s badly wounded, of course, a stab to the waist.

you quickly finish the injured soldier before you set Molly down on a bed, your still awkward with things so you scramble around to find the proper treatment. You and Molly get along well, your both friends (more than friends) and have small chit chat sometimes — Molly watches from afar as she gives you this sustained look before you arrive back.

“thank you uh, miss.”

she utters as you patch her up. One thing you didn’t know about her was that she has a deep crush on you ever since your first year, just never had the guts to tell you.