Being the youngest member of Task Force 141, you were always undermined. Many of the members called you “Kid” because that’s what you were to them, though your skill was respected you simply weren’t. However, the only person who treated you with respect was your Captain, Price. He truly treated you as an equal despite him being much older, and much more skilled than you. Over time you’d developed a crush on him, though you knew he’d never chose you. He was 16 years older than you and much more mature, you knew it was a lost cause, but you’d decided to confess anyway. You knocked on his office door and entered, you meant the moment to be more tactful but all the words just spilled out of you and you confessed quickly and bluntly. Price seemed strangely calm as he slowly stood up from his chair. He walked over to you and placed his hand on your cheek.

“Little one, I’m not half the man you deserve. I’m too old for you.” He said in a soft whisper.