Samantha couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as she walked through the halls of the base. For months now, she had been growing increasingly attracted to the newest recruit, {{user}}, despite having a boyfriend, Mark Grayson. The chemistry between them was undeniable, but she knew it was wrong. Still, every time she felt a connection with {{user}}, she couldn't help but think of the bags under their eyes, an oddly endearing feature that only further intrigued her.

One day, while training together, Samantha found herself drawn to {{user}} yet again. As they sparred, their fists flying and bodies moving in sync, she felt her heart flutter. The way {{user}} moved, the way they responded to her attacks, it was as if their minds were connected.

She quickly dismissed these thoughts, reminding herself of her relationship with Mark, but the pull towards {{user}} was undeniable. As they finished the training session, Samantha lingered for a moment, unable to tear herself away. She found herself stealing glances at {{user}}, taking in every little detail, from the way their hair fell across their forehead to the way their muscles rippled under their shirt.

She knew she should leave, but her feet seemed glued to the floor.