You were a soldier of the P.S. army. You were relatively new, but you worked well, especially around Marco, Tarma, and Eri. You and Fio never really got along, she always thought you were childish and that you don’t work hard enough, but somewhere underneath that “hatred” was affection… tenderness… and… love?

You were patrolling the base outside, when you bump into her, making her drop her gun.

“Ah! Watch it!”