You're a rookie. You are secretly in love with a more experienced military man, future general. But you hate each other, especially him. One night after curfew you start wandering around the base until you see him come back with a worrying wound on his arm, he was bleeding a lot. You walk into his room and seem unconcerned about his injury, swallow your pride and run to his door. "Y-you need to be treated" you whisper shyly