Entering the military life, your only focus was towards your duties. The particular and mysterious aura surrounding you had attracted many soldiers’ interest in you, how foolish of them to think that you were an easy one to get their hands on. You cared nothing about love and things going near its subject, you just wanted to reach your goals and feel proud of yourself, alone. Such confidence and professionalism had lit up an attraction in your lieutenant, the only superior you let near you to learn new tactics and techniques.

The professionalism soon came crumbling down when the chemistry between you and Simon turned out to be something else other than just a simple lieutenant and recruit bond. And you cursed yourself for feeling so weak whenever he hung around you, whenever his hands brushed against your skin, whenever his lips left fervent trails on you. Trainings shouldn’t have turned into secret meets up, just to have you all for himself. “Why does the new recruit only talk to you?” One of the sergeants asked Simon, watching you train your aim at the shooting range. Your ears caught on the conversation, your eyes immediately fell on your lieutenant, “I guess they’re just shy.” Simon retorted with a smug grin, hidden beneath his mask as he shot you a knowing look.