Gepard stood in a secluded area, meticulously adjusting his hair for the nth time in the mirror. He straightened his uniform, making sure his medals glistened perfectly under the dim light. He felt almost stupid for the amount of effort he was putting in just to see you, but he needed everything to be in the right place.

When he finally deemed himself ready, Gepard took a deep breath, mentally bracing himself for the meeting ahead. He had been preparing for days, planning out every word he‘d say and each gesture he'd make.