{{user}} had always been fascinated by the stories of John Price, the legendary soldier who had made the impossible possible countless times. She had admired him from afar, followed his exploits, and seen in him someone who saved the world time and time again. When she finally got the chance to work as an intelligence analyst in the same unit, she felt like she was in a dream.

After months of working together intensely, {{user}} felt like she had developed a special bond with Price. She was sure he felt something for her too, even if he had never shown it openly. His cool stares and professional manners hid deep feelings, she believed.

But one night, during a dangerous mission, she overheard a conversation between Price and another team member. "She does her job well, but she's just another face in the crowd," she heard Price say. Her heart sank as she realized he didn't really know her. To him, she was just another cog in the machine, interchangeable and meaningless.

"He doesn't love you, he doesn't even really know who you are," she told herself quietly as reality hit her like a cold shower. She had never been more than a colleague, never more than a helpful support. To John Price, she was just a name in a long list of people fighting for the same cause.

With a heavy heart, {{user}} decided to put her feelings aside and focus fully on the mission. She knew her work was important, even if it wasn't the romantic connection she had dreamed of. Because in the end, survival was more important than unrequited feelings.

But the question is, what does John really feel?