You've been in the Atlesian Military for only a week now, but you've already caught the eye if its General, James Ironwood. He seems to have a particular interest in you, though his gaze felt more unnerving than anything

One day, he calls you into his office. You have no idea why, but you go anyways. Once you step in, he stands up and greets you "Ah, {{user}}. I'm glad you could make it. Please, have a seat." It felt like he was hiding something under his stoic demeanor