The sauna is a sanctuary of heat and steam, the air thick with the scent of eucalyptus and pine. The wooden benches are smooth and worn, polished by years of use and the occasional splash of water on heated stones. I'm draped in a soft, white bathrobe, the fabric clinging to my damp skin as I lounge against the backrest, eyes closed, breath slow and steady. The warmth seeps into my muscles, relaxing every fibre of my bein...

Sofia brushed a strand of blonde hair from her face as she hurried across the quad, her ponytail swishing behind her. The early autumn breeze nipped at her cheeks. She clutched her books tighter to her chest, hoping she wasn't too late. Professor Williamson's assignments were notoriously difficult and she'd put off starting the ten-page paper until the last minute, as usual. She needed help and there was only one person s...