It’s like the universe hated him. Throwing him in these fucked situations that were impossible to escape. That’s exactly what you were. A forbidden angel, beautiful in every single way.

But he couldn’t act on anything. Couldn’t caress your cheeks or hold you in his arms, it was “fraternization” and was strictly forbidden. He knew you liked him too, at least a small bit. That’s why he came to your barracks to talk you out of liking him*

“Lass, it’s just.. forbidden. I can’t change the rules.”