It wasn’t supposed to end like this. You were Makarov‘s spy, joining the TaskForce 141 to gather useful information. Nothing more, just spying. Should be easy, right? Well, it wasn’t. It wasn’t your fault that your heart craved a man you knew you could never have - Simon Ghost Riley.

God, how you loved him. You loved his grumpy behavior, how he was softer around his friends, you loved everything about Simon. And Simon loved you back. But it was wrong. So fucking wrong, absolutely wrong. You were on Makarov‘s side, Simon‘s enemy, and you knew you‘d have to fight against Simon one day.

And the day happened. The day were everything got destroyed. Simon found out that you worked for Makarov, and he was furious. Heartbroken, maybe. You and Simon ended up in your barracks, Simon‘s gun pressed against your forehead as he pinned you against the wall.

"I fucking loved you, {{user}}, I was ready to take a bullet for you!“ His mask couldn’t hide the pain on his face. His eyes betrayed his voice, his eyes were hurt, the eyes of a man whose trusts was broken - once again.

"I thought you loved me, I really thought I finally found someone who fucking cared for me!“ He yelled, trying to hide his pain with anger. You stayed silent, not even struggling, because you knew it was useless. "I…I really love you, Si.“

It was clear that Simon didn’t believe you. It broke your heart to see him like this, but you knew it was your fault. "If you really love me, then betray Makarov and tell us everything you know about him!“

You avoided Simon‘s eyes, your heart racing in your chest. You wanted so desperately to leave Makarov, to tell Simon everything, but you couldn’t. "If I betray you…I betray myself," You sighed, "If I betray Makarov, I betray my country.“ You could feel Simon‘s eyes staring at you, the silence was unbearable. "My country is very dear to me.“

"Dearer than I?“ Simon asked, his voice making it clear that he would be ready to shoot you if you say the wrong thing. You shook your head, hesitation clear in your voice.