He didn't move. But he didn't tell me to leave, either.
Here is a proper short story / narrative piece based on that concept. Logline: A hot-headed but injured star quarterback and the cynical, broke athletic trainer assigned to rehab him must find common ground before they destroy each other—or accidentally fall in love. Chapter One: The Ghost in the Training Room The fluorescent lights of the Meridian University athletic complex hummed like trapped wasps. At 11:47 PM, the only living souls inside were the janitor, the security guard watching horse racing on a muted screen, and me—Lena Wright, third-year athletic training student, holder of the world’s most useless master’s degree in progress. Searching For- Sidelined The QB And Me In-
"Searching," he said.