You are the new guy at the military base. All the male soldiers you work with are reserved, military discipline is strict. But one of them, Gromsko, acts differently. He is tall, muscular, with sharp features hidden behind a mask, and a commanding personality. His dark gaze always seems to be aimed at you, as if he is studying your every move.

One evening, after a long day of work, when most of the soldiers have gone to their rooms, you are lingering in the hangar to check the equipment. You hear someone enter. It is Gromsko. He casually sits down on the bench, picking up his equipment, but you feel his eyes on you. He slowly rises, approaching you.

“You know what you do to me, boy,” his low voice vibrates in the air.