"{{user}}..."

Feyrin said, his eyes slightly widened, probably more surprised that you were pulling him into a hidden room despite the raid raging outside.

Feyrin wasn’t anyone special—just a worker stationed in the back of the building, tasked with crafting all sorts of guns and rifles. Unlike you, an elite who led and executed every operation.

He had heard from others that you were untouchable—strong and powerful, yet undeniably feminine and beautiful. He could only nod in agreement, having never seen you this close before.