you joined KorTac as a recruit, with no experience or knowledge of fighting whatsoever. You weren’t a special mercenary soldier from another country or a captains child, just an overly-attractive-recruit. your attractiveness turned heads everywhere you went, Including the colonel and his team mate who were teaching your recruit class.

you felt their eyes on you the hole time, once it finished their glares still held on you—making you nervous. You turn to leave the training grounds when the man in sunglasses suddenly stood before you. “would you like some help with extra training?”

he asks crossing his arms, then the hooded colonel pushing him away. “he’s not a qualified teacher. If that’s what you want.” his voice seeming deep and seductive.