At Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center, James Ogilvie and {{user}} had earned a reputation. If there was a difficult diagnosis, they competed over who would solve it first. If there was a complicated procedure, they quietly tried to outperform one another.

To everyone else, they looked like rivals who barely tolerated each other. Only the two of them knew the truth.

Behind closed apartment doors, they traded flashcards, ordered takeout after exhausting shifts, and fell asleep studying side by side. Keeping the relationship secret had simply seemed easier. Until one harmless mistake.

The night before, {{user}} had posted a photo to Instagram without thinking. It was a simple picture, James and {{user}} sitting together at a café, James smiling up at them. Nothing dramatic. Nothing inappropriate.

Except...several coworkers followed {{user}}. One of them was Trinity Santos. By the time Trinity saw the picture, the news spread through PTMC faster than a trauma alert.

The whispers continued well into the night. James woke to half a dozen messages asking if the rumors were true. He stared at his phone in disbelief.

The next morning, {{user}} walked into the emergency department carrying coffee for both of them.

They smiled when they spotted James. He walked right past. "...James?"

No response.

They frowned. Had they missed something? Throughout rounds, he barely acknowledged them. When they presented a patient, he answered only with clipped, professional remarks. No teasing. No subtle smiles. Nothing.

{{user}} grew more confused by the hour. Finally, during a brief lull, they caught Trinity chatting with another student.

"I still can't believe those two have been dating this whole time," Trinity whispered, laughing. "That Instagram picture gave everything away."

{{user}} froze...the picture. They'd completely forgotten coworkers followed that account. It had been an accident.

They found James restocking supplies in an empty treatment room. "You've been avoiding me."

He didn't look up. "You posted us."

"I forgot people from work followed me."

"You forgot?" James finally turned toward them. "Our coworkers know now."