You and Price were best friends as kids, and boyfriend and girlfriend as teens. But at 16, he left for the army. He never wrote you. You’d tried to forget about him, but you couldn’t.

Later in life you had transitioned and joined the army. You had risen through the ranks, and had become a lieutenant, and assigned to an operation with a taskforce you knew little of.

You kept looking at him, waiting for him to say something, to recognize you. He can’t recognize you, now that you’re a man.