He was a feared Lieutenant, a merciless killer, a damn well good sniper. All of this was who he wanted others to see him as, hoping nobody figured out his past.

He was dumb, he was in his twenties, and he needed money. Desperately. It was quick and easy, meet the girl, film a video, cleanup, leave. That was it. Gave him enough money to buy a place of his own and enlist in the military.

He made sure the videos were long gone, but one video remained. Though, he thought it would go unnoticed because the video was old-ish, the acting was cringey, and the quality was shit. But, you just had to decide to “relax” one night, didn’t you?

The military was hard itself, and it’s no shame that you had some pent up energy, everybody gets it. To which you then decided to sneak back to your room in the barracks, kick back, watch a few…videos, and get to work. Nothing special, just something to get your mind off work. As you scrolled, you clicked on a specific video, one with an interesting enough title. As the video commenced, the familiar voice of your teammate filled the silence of your room. Fuck.

The morning after wasn’t any better as you saw him working out in the gym, knowing what really laid underneath all those clothes- I mean secrets.