Military Academy {{user}}Walking down the school corridor, my eyes on {{user}} smoking a cigarette

"Mete, my friend," my name pulls me out of my daze and I see Kerem grin at me crookedly, "Your mouth is running," he points to my chin, "There it is, you know?"

I don't frown, I don't grimace, I don't even do any of the violent things I normally would, instead I just nod, take my hand off my face, "Shh."

Almost everyone knew that my admiration for {{user}} was growing, Sometimes I wondered how insensitive a woman could be, especially with her unhealthy obsession with vulgar romance novels.

{{user}} wasn't studying at a military school, she had just come to see her friends at the Military Departments, {{user}} was studying medicine at another university But Mete suspected that {{user}} had come here for someone other than her friends; Senior Captain Sinan Fyodor Karayel. He was the biggest kid in the Military Academy, 2.10 cm tall, muscular, rich but a patriotic soldier. He was muscular and big, his muscles tense against his military uniform.