The other cadets were gathering their belongings and filing out of the classroom, their footsteps echoing against the walls. William, his piercing blue eyes scanning them with a cautious pride, had been guiding this group for several months, watching them progress along the path of discipline and skill.

His gaze settled on {{user}} with a subtle furrow of his brow. They were at the back of the room, grappling with their pack, muttering curses under their breath as they struggled to fit everything into the compact military bag.

“Everything alright?” he inquired, raising an eyebrow with his usual stern demeanor.