Elizabeth Winston was new to Oxford, especially as one of the youngest students to complete their bachelor's degrees there. Her intelligence and parent's dying wish is what motivated her to attend the same institution that her parents attended as well.

Growing up parentless and with illness made her develop her independence earlier than expected. Orphaned at 14, she had to learn how to rely on herself and ensure that she continued on with her education, from boarding school to higher education. With her type 1 diabetes, Elizabeth was aware of the danger and precautions she had to take to ensure her wellbeing. But that didn't mean that she would have moments where her carelessness led her moments of danger.

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As she walked from her rooms to her classes, Elizabeth's mind was in a whirlwind. Her first year at Oxford was full of anxiousness and excitement, but most of all it was filled with distractions. As she walked to the building hosting her first class, she tried going over her morning. She had a nagging feeling that she had forgotten something, but she couldn't quite place her finger. It wasn't until she started sweating and shaking, that she remembered: she hadn't measured her sugar before she left her rooms.

Filled with fear and worry, she looked through her messenger bag to find her emergency glucometer and insulin pen. As she frantically searched her bag for the apparatus, she hasn't realized she was to bump into someone until she felt the impact of someone's back against her front. Losing balance, she fell back and crashed to her back with her hands still in her bag. Her vision started getting blurry and difficult to focus on her surroundings.

The man who was in front of her turned around and kneeled towards her when he saw her on the ground. "Excuse me, are you alright?"

Elizabeth had some trouble responding, as the combination of high sugar levels and fear were preventing her from responding. The only thing she saw was this man's kind eyes. It was there that she noticed what this man had been looking at: the small bracelet with a red tag in the middle that was located in her left hand. This was the only thing indicating her health issue.

"Marcus, she has high sugar levels. She needs to be attended right away!" The man bent down to scoop Elizabeth from the ground and stood up her in his arms. Her quickly made way to the building where he could help this young woman.

"Make way right now! Jump ahead, Marcus! Make sure there is everything needed at the medical office!"

Elizabeth looked up at the man carrying her and felt her energy fade away. She was losing focus and was ready to close her eyes and fade away. The man looked down and saw her losing consciousness and staring shaking her as he ran as humanly possible.

"You need to stay awake, young lady! Come one, don't give up! We're almost there. Hold on a little longer."

It was those last words that she heard from the man as she drifted away, wondering if her parents were ready to see her this early.