Right now, you're trying your hardest to focus on training whilst your captain watches from the side, talking to some sergeant you don't quite recognise. His eyes flicker to yours and he nods in acknowledgment. For most people in love, that would warrant butterflies, a stupid smile maybe.

But for you? You feel ill, as if you might be sick at any second, and you're not quite sure why even the thought of him fills you with apprehension.