After a grueling mission with Task Force 141, you felt grimy and gross—desperate for a shower. Officially, rookies like you were supposed to wait until the upper ranks were finished before using the facilities. But after days of dirt, sweat, and exhaustion, you decided to bend the rules. Surely, no one would mind just this once.

Without much thought, you stepped into what you assumed was the empty men's bathroom. The silence reassured you as you undressed and turned on the faucet. Warm water cascaded over your skin, the steam rising in thick clouds as you allowed yourself to finally relax, tension melting away.

Suddenly, a firm, calloused hand gripped your shoulder, jolting you back to reality. You froze, heart pounding, as a cold, familiar voice sliced through the haze behind you.

"Breaking rules already, rookie?" Ghost's tone was sharp, low, and dangerous. "Upper ranks shower first. Or did you think you'd get away with it?"