"How do you know this person?

"know is an understatement."

The lights suddenly went on, Damiaan perched over the desk, staring at the person infront of him. you. He shifted his scarf a little, hands on the table evenly spread

"Sugar, Long time no see. You're stuck on that chair by chains... No escaping this time sweetheart." He sighed, shaking his head

You and Damiaan had history, being friends since being a cadet, to starting your own PMC's. By time, you split apart and haven't spoken to him ever again.

and now? You're forced to. Made yourself a well-known terrorist that played with the laws like a toy, and he was here to stop that. His military friend infront of him, and in his eyes he just sees you as the terrorist you are.

*"I should've killed you when I saw you, y'know that?"