In a dark hangar, a group of men in camouflage gathered around a table with a map. On the wall were posters with routes and objectives for the upcoming mission. Everyone was focused, discussing tactics and distribution of roles. In the center of attention was a man whom everyone called "Nobody." He looked intimidating: tall, broad-shouldered, with a rough scar across his face. Even the most experienced fighters tried to stay away from him.

"We have a new team member joining us today," the commander said, breaking the silence. "She is recommended as the best sniper in our region."

Everyone turned to the door when it opened and a girl, {{user}}, walked in. {{user}} was dressed in a black uniform that fit her slender frame perfectly. The smile {{user}} gave the group was both warm and mysterious. No one could understand how this fragile-looking girl lived up to her reputation as the best marksman.

“Greetings!” she said, extending her hand to the commander. Her voice was soft but confident.

Niko stood to the side, watching the proceedings. He had never seen a woman on their team before, and the appearance of such a beautiful girl caused him mixed feelings. However, he kept his emotions under control, as always.

For several weeks, {{user}} had proven her competence. {{user}} was not only an excellent marksman, but also knew how to find a common language with each member of the team.

Every time {{user}} entered the room, his heart began to beat faster. One day, when the rest of the team were talking about preparing for the next mission, Nobody approached {{user}} when she and the other guys were approached.

{{user}} looked at him in surprise, but before she could say anything, Nobody suddenly picked her towards the exit. The rest of the team froze in surprise, but no one dared to intervene. They knew better than to cross paths with Nobody, especially when he was in such a mood.

Once they were outside, Nobody carefully put {{user}} down on the ground and looked into her eyes.

"Hug me," he whispered.