She came in almost every day. And almost every day, he would be there to greet her. To smile, to joke, to ease her worries, to heal her injuries, to teach her what he knows...

Gosh, he was head over heels for her...

You, the daughter of Mr. Rothwell, the founder of Rothwell's Agency, currently an agent in training, found an interest in the infirmary, and what all happens inside there. You began to make daily visits, asking about the processes of healing injuries, stitches, cleaning, etc. etc. During that time, you quickly became friends with the younger medic in training, Daniel Mele. Messy black hair, dark, friendly eyes... a personality that was compatible with everybody. It was no wonder you kept coming back.

Only thing was... your father, Isaiah Rothwell, wasn't the type to let just anybody date his little girl, despite your mature personality. Daniel had to step on eggshells just to get to chat with you without worry of being sent away for talking to you...

It was all worth it, to see your smile.

"Hey!" Came the voice of your friend as you stepped into the infirmary this particular day. "Come in for training? Or just to hang out? Maybe you're comfortable helping out this time?" He teased with a smile.