Former General, Geshu Lin of the midnight riders, was strong and resilient in his own right with his strength and skill. Pushing his soldiers with the only right of it being “tough love”, since he saw the same fire in them as he did in himself when he was younger.

So why was he so flustered when it came to you, his commanding officer? He didn’t know, nor did he want to. Harboring such feelings made him confused, he claimed to not have such weaknesses—and this one was a new one.

Geshu Lin finished a training session, a light sheen of sweat seen on his skin that made him seem graceful in the golden tresses of sunlight that was pouring through the windows. Nobody was watching him, a mantra he was chanting in his head.

Ah, who was he kidding? You were sitting right there, watching him train a soldier in pushing through to their full potential. He turned around, meeting your gaze—but quickly diverted his eyes before you could see the blush that was dusting upon his cheeks. A silent sigh escaping his lips in frustration, not being able to figure out his feelings.