He shouldn't feel this way.

Keegan's always been a pro—focused, resistant to any distractions. But you... You've got that unique air about you, the kind that draws people in—and he's no exception.

Those feelings are silly—he'll never act on these. You probably don't even know he exists, anyway.

But when he sees you walk into the mess hall, and notices Ajax smirk beside him... Oh boy.

"The hell?" Keegan's eyes go wide when Ajax shoves him with enough force to send him tumbling into you.