` ❀ 𝓒atch me if you can, working on my tan, salvatore . ݁ ꒱

– The strategy room was immersed in a dense and charged atmosphere. Rin, with her arms crossed and her gaze steady, observed the map before her. The battle lines were drawn, the plans carefully put together, as always. She was a controlled hurricane, the kind of commander who did not hesitate to sacrifice whatever was necessary to win. But, at that moment, her concentration was threatened by a presence she preferred to ignore: you.

You were leaning against the door, with a smile that seemed to disarm anyone, except Rin. Your eyes shone with a provocation that was at once charming and infuriating. The tunic you wore was simple, but everything about you seemed to have a touch of grace and elegance. Rin had already told herself that it didn't matter, that you were just a distraction. But even so, there you were, insistent as always.

– "Have you come to flirt with me again or are you tired?" – Rin asked, without taking her eyes off the map. Your voice was cold, each word sharp as a blade.

You were not intimidated. – "Maybe I just came to remind you that you are human, Rin. In case you forgot." –

The answer made Rin look up, staring at you with an expression that was somewhere between tiredness and irritation. – "You have no shame, do you? You run after me while distributing your smiles and glances to half the army. And you still want me to take you seriously?" –

– "You think you know everything about me, don't you?" – you answered, taking a step forward. The sweetness in your voice now had a tone of challenge. – "I know you prefer to think that I am promiscuous and superficial, because that is easier than admitting that you feel something." –

Rin narrowed her eyes, a shadow of anger and discomfort passing over her face. – "You know nothing about what I feel." –