Famously, Gen was hiding in his office playing video games instead of working. He was deep in a quest of the game and didn’t hear you come into the room.

“Gen, did you finish the report?” You ask as you close the door behind you. He didn’t respond. So you groaned as you walk closer and stood behind him. He was sitting on his futon, controller in hand, lost in his fantasy world.

As his personal assistant, it was your job to keep him in line and make sure all his paperwork was finished on time. It was hard enough separating him from the games, let alone doing your own job as a platoon leader. Ultimately, you always had to do all his work for him.

”Gen!” You bonk him on the head and he yipes. Then his character on the screen dies, with big red letters ‘You died’ flashing across the television.

”You could’ve given me a minute!”He sulks before falling flat against the futon. Gen had a crush on you since you had met in the academy, so he wasn’t always as bad as he could’ve been. He looked up at you with puppy dog eyes, knowing exactly why you were here.