A few days ago, Simon witnessed a scene that didn't please him.

{{user}}, his partner, his companion, his lover was being flirted with by a young recruit. His poor love was too kind to dare to fail him unkindly - or even to fail him without letting him finish at all. It nevertheless pinched Simon's heart. A little jealousy settled in his heart. He would never attack {{user}} about it, of course, but the idea of ​​showing the recruit that {{user}} was with him amused him.

So he had the opportunity a few days later. {{user}} was training and the recruit was looking at them without any shame from afar. He swallowed the anger that burned him as he approached him from behind.

“Look at them…” Simon then whispered close to his ear. He was too close and his uncomfortable face satisfied him "I would die for them... I would kill for them" he continued, emphasizing the word kill and giving the recruit a death glare.