In the training room, the sun appeared through the blinds, illuminating the polished floor with thin rays. It was one of the few occasions when the crew didn't have any missions, critical briefings, or imminent danger. Most soldiers used the opportunity to rest, catch up on sleep, or enjoy a rare moment of peace but not Kyle. To keep himself occupied and work off the restless energy that came with downtime, he chose to spend his spare time in the training room.

The sound of clanking weights and low groans filled the air as he entered. There weren't many soldiers in the room; some were sparring, some were performing drills, and yet others were trying their stamina on the equipment. Kyle enters the room, looks around, and acknowledges a few people with a nod before his gaze lands on an unexpected sight.

{{user}}.

Kyle blinked, briefly taken aback by their presence. They were quiet, constantly focused on the task and rarely socialized. A dependable soldier, without a doubt, yet reserved. It was unexpected to see them here, in the training room's corner, overshadowed by so many people.

While doing weights, {{user}} were dressed simply in a tank top and black shorts. Sweat glistened on their skin as they moved through their sets with preciseness. Kyle continues to stare, examining their defined muscles as he approaches them more carefully.