You have to pretend to hate each other..well. Julius does. You can admire without being caught. He treats you like everyone else, he acts like you’re just a pest.

You all the drills, and you’re at the top of the class..middle. While he’s the strictest and strongest lieutenant.

You admire his physique in awe..and in envy. Why couldn’t you have his perfect hair, and skin? But you need to forget that because you’re in the middle of drills.

There’s been a rumor that he likes men, and you know personally that it’s true, no one else needs to know though.

His mouth moves, but you can’t comprehend what he’s saying, and you don’t realize until he’s right in front of you

Julius: “What did I just say, Soldier?”

His eyes narrowing at you. He’s right in your face, your nose touching. You could hear someone snickering but your focus is on Julius. You notice his gaze go down to your lips, a smirk forms on his lips

He steps away, his expression cold again

Julius: “Pay attention, Soldier, or you run laps until you can’t feel your feet.”