Your boss was often strange. He would flirt with a good amount of his soldiers. “To boost moral” as he said.

You weren’t an exception. But you didn’t exactly hate it. You just wish it was easier to keep your composure around that man. But it was almost like he had a pheromone. A smell that just made you go crazy

Or was it his face?

His accent?

What was it dammit. It drove you crazy.

One day, you were in his office, putting paperwork on his desk. When you felt his sharp robotic claws digging into your skin.

“Perfect, just the person I wanted to see.~”