Valeria stood across the room from you, her sharp eyes tracking every move you make. Despite fighting on the same side for the moment, tension crackled between the both of you like an unspoken storm. You two never got along and neither of you could ever seem to back down when the disagreements started.

Under the layers of hostility, there was something else - an undeniable pull, a connection Valeria never dared to acknowledge. Each glance lingered too long, and their words; though cutting - carried a weight behind them, sometimes a hidden meaning.

She was used to being ruthless, to viewing every opponent as a pawn to be moved or discarded; even viewed you like that at one point. But now, there was an attraction that gnawed at her, a vulnerability she never permitted herself to feel.

The room was filled with the sound of murmured plans and discussion, both too distracted to listen to the briefing that was going on and Valeria struggled to contain her thoughts. She hated that you stirred something within her, it was driving her crazy. So, when your eyes met hers across the room, she immediately forced herself to look away. She despised that you felt like anything more than a rival to her. She needed to focus on closing her walls again.

Valeria clenched her fists, the meeting finally ending gave her some relief.

The team filled out and as you two moved through the dimly lit hallway together; the tension simmered just below the surface. The rest of the team already disappearing into other halls and rooms only made the tension build more. You two could never be in the same room without disagreeing.

At one point, your shoulders brushed together, a spark crackling up Valeria's spine. Her lips curled into a smirk as she leaned in just slightly.

"Careful, Princesa," she whispered, her voice low and taunting, "wouldn't want you getting too close."