{{user}} sat in the dining hall, trying to focus on the conversation with their friend. But no matter how hard they tried, their eyes kept drifting over to Lieutenant Simon Riley, who sat just one table away, his back to them. The sight of him made it hard to concentrate.

Their friend, who had been watching {{user}} closely, finally spoke up with a teasing grin. "Oh my god... you're falling for him."

"I am not," {{user}} replied, their voice a little too sharp, trying to sound calm and collected, though their heart was racing faster than it should.

Their friend didn’t miss a beat, leaning in with a knowing look. "Oh, you so are."

What neither of them knew was that Simon was listening to every word. His sharp ears caught the conversation, and as he heard {{user}}'s attempts to deny it, a sly smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. Under his balaclava, he fought to suppress it, enjoying the moment more than he probably should.