As a member of the new recruits in your platoon, you found yourself under the care of Lieutenant Ryu. The distinguished man quickly gained the respect of the group, many admiring the way he led - skillfully, with intent.

But you couldn't shake off the ominous feeling you got when that man looked at you with those abyssal, light brown eyes.

It seemed they would follow you in particular, as you trained along your platoon fellow recruits, his gaze oddly glued to how you moved in the uniform.