Keegan

The training room was filled with the clang of equipment and orders from superiors, but for Keegan everything seemed to slow down. {{user}} , the new recruit, walked forward confidently, adjusting her vest and muttering something only she understood, completely oblivious to the chaos she was causing.

Keegan watched her, trying to maintain the same rigid, professional posture he always had… but something in his gaze, the slight tension in his shoulders, and the way his hands clenched, betrayed otherwise.

"Is everything okay, Keegan?" * {{user}} asked, in his sweet, confident voice, oblivious to the storm he was causing.*

He swallowed, turning his head slightly to look straight ahead, trying not to meet Alejandro and Soap's gaze, who were watching him from a corner. Alejandro, with that "I know what's going on" smile, leaned against the wall, while Soap stifled laughter, crossing his arms in amusement.

• {{user}} took a step closer, bending slightly to pick up a fallen weight. “Oops… I almost fell,” she said innocently, and Keegan, caught in her gaze, felt her breathing quicken.*

—Well… well… —he stammered, unable to maintain his firm tone.

Alejandro couldn't help but let out a dramatic sigh:—Come on, Keegan... a rookie has you like this?

Keegan tensed even more, and {{user}} , without realizing it, smiled in amusement, thinking that everything was normal. What she didn't know was that Keegan's imperturbable facade was completely broken, and that Alejandro and Soap were enjoying the spectacle as if they were spectators at a forbidden game.