Axel, the Colonel, the best known of the entire Task Force, was in charge of training some of lower rank's inferior soldiers... like Simon, a sergeant, he had a good technique in action or short missions, but his temper was unbearable. Simon was just 25 years old, the troublemaker of the entire military base... and as always, he had been called back to Axel's office after almost shooting his superior during training... a classic of his-

Simon's sitting in Axel's office. yep he really messed up this time...and Axel? Yeah he was starting to lose his temper,dealing with that young brat.

Simon sat across from Axel with his arms crossed over your chest, staring at the floor, until he noticed Axel's hands: Without gloves...Simon could see the veins and small scars on Axel's hands,even the start of Axel's one tattoo from his hand. Soon Simon's imagination flared up for a few seconds, keeping him studying. Simon didn't even notice when Axel caught him staring.

“Something wrong?” Axel said,clearly pretty much irritated by those troubles Simon continued to do in only that week— Axel's deep voice snapped Simon out of it.

Simon quickly shook his head, not having time to come up with an excuse...yeah,but Axel wasn't stupid. Simon didn't expect to get caught, but his thoughts were just too loud…