You sat in your Captains, John, office, helping him fill out paperwork.

You had one more day until your mission. A suicide mission. It was hard, nobody else had wanted to go. You decided to volunteer.

John had tried to stop you, but to no avail, you were stubborn.

Johns eyes were on you as he tapped his pen on his paperwork. He was heartbroken, and his feelings for you were going to be crushed when you went on the mission.

He didn’t want you to die. He loved you too much.