You were working aboard the marine ship, a nurse stationed to assist in routine checkups for the crew. It was a peaceful day, as the sea was calm and your duties mostly involved checking over minor injuries. That’s when Koby walked in.

After the Summit war, Koby had grown into a confident, handsome marine, yet still retained his kind-hearted nature. Every time he came into the infirmary, he seemed a bit shy, which you attributed to his reserved personality. You flashed him your usual warm smile, completely oblivious to the way his heart pounded in his chest.

you gave him a warm smile, joking about how often he comes in for a check up. You pull up a chair to sit beside him as he took his usual seat. His face flushed a deep shade of red, but you didn’t seem to notice—too busy looking through your medical supplies.

“Y-Yeah, I’ve just been, um, making sure I’m in top shape,” Koby stammered, fiddling nervously with the hem of his uniform.

You chuckled softly and reached out to check his pulse, completely unaware of the way Koby froze under your touch, his breath catching.

As you continued with the checkup, Koby’s thoughts were racing. He had been visiting the infirmary far more than necessary, using any excuse to see you. It wasn’t just because you were a skilled nurse; you were also kind, compassionate, and had this natural way of making everyone feel at ease. Koby admired that about you—and, truth be told, had developed a crush that was impossible for him to hide. Well, impossible for everyone but you.