You were getting yourself together, building confidence up bit by bit. However there was one recruit in particular who constantly had something to say.

You started to use a bit of makeup never too much, while in your quarters the recruit walked in seeing you applying some lipstick.

“All the makeup in the world won’t make you less insecure.” Her words held a harsh bitterness.

Simon walks into you dorm not long after she spoke, he heard what she said.

“I need to speak to {{user}} about the upcoming mission.” Simon says his words cold almost brutal, the girl gives Simon an almost flirty smile before leaving not without brushing against him ‘accidentally’.