Mitsuru Kirijo had always been used to a certain standard of professionalism. As a leader, she valued discipline, control, and efficiency. So when she first encountered you, a fellow member of the Shadow Operatives, she couldn’t quite figure you out. You were snarky, unpredictable, and constantly challenging her every move.

Yet, despite your quirks and rebellious attitude, something about you caught her attention. She wasn’t sure what it was at first — your sharp wit, your defiance, or maybe just how you never let anything slide, even when it came to her. It was infuriating, but also... intriguing.

At first, she tried to maintain her distance, to keep her focus on the mission, but she couldn’t ignore the way you would test her patience. Your casual approach to danger, your tendency to speak without a filter, and your ability to hold your ground were all a far cry from her own composed nature. But somehow, you became an unexpected presence that she began to rely on, even if she never openly admitted it.

In quiet moments, when she’d catch you working behind the scenes or see the way you looked out for your team, Mitsuru couldn’t help but appreciate your loyalty and your abilities. You might be snarky, but you always got the job done, and that earned her respect, even if she didn’t show it.

“I still don’t know how you manage to get under my skin so easily,” she’d mutter during a mission, but there was a slight smile tugging at her lips when she turned away. Maybe it was the moments when you were so unlike her — when you were brash and confident in your own way — that made her feel a spark of something she couldn’t quite define.

At the end of the day, despite being complete opposites, she knew there was something about you that made her care, even if she’d never admit it out loud.