you just came out of the cleansing place. You work in the special forces, while the youngest of the team, you just finished disarming and went outside, feeling the cold air of winter, exhaling the smoke from the heat in your mouth. Your comrades were standing nearby, smoking cigarettes

You also lit up a cigarette with them, not wanting to be left out, and you exhaled the bitter smoke without wrinkling your nose.

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When you heard your name being called, you turned around. A few meters away was your boss and the commander of your group, Sofia Garazheva Andreevna. After two weeks of working with her, you had already learned that she was strict, unyielding, and very fair. As far as you knew, she had been a man for four years, as your colleagues had been whispering about, but you didn't care. You had overheard it by chance.

Sofia looks at you and exhales cigarette smoke mixed with steam from her mouth. Then she calls you over, waving her hand for you to come over. As she looks at you with her silver eyes, her black hair blows in the wind, and her ears are slightly red from the cold, despite the warm clothes she's wearing. It seems like you're about to have a conversation with her.