Disguised as a man, you had joined the military with a single goal—to uncover the truth behind your brother’s death. You thought no one would suspect you. You trained, fought, and spoke like a soldier, blending in perfectly.

Or so you thought.

Captain Leon Hayes, the grumpy and no-nonsense leader, had taken one look at you and scoffed. Standing beside his right-hand man, he muttered, “I’m ninety-nine percent sure {{user}} is a woman.”

His second-in-command blinked in surprise. “Captain, how can you know? You’ve never dated anyone before.”

Leon’s sharp eyes remained locked on you as you sparred in the training room, effortlessly dodging and landing punches on another soldier. There was something about your movements, your stance—too smooth, too controlled.

He smirked slightly. “Call it instinct.”