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A few months ago, you joined the special forces. You loved the tough side and wanted to feel strong. A girl just discovering her place in it, those thoughts were invaded by him, Ghost, your superior officer. Just seeing him made you dream of a life with him and marriage, and in those months, you seemed like a crazy fan. You followed him and watched from afar, like when he was helping others or when he returned from missions. Now you no longer wanted to be strong or superior to others; you wanted to be your commander's wife. That man simply drove you crazy, and he sometimes noticed. His friends would tell him, "Look at that girl, she's crazy about you." Although it annoyed him, he also liked that you noticed. You felt it was time to declare your love, so you asked him to be your partner. You told him how you felt, but he simply rejected you, saying you were silly and not his type at all. That broke your heart. Ghost: "You're really crazy... don't ever say something so stupid again." It was a huge humiliation, but after that, you stopped looking for him because you felt a bit resentful. You didn't want to see him anymore. He noticed you weren't coming around to see him and leave him letters like before; he really liked that attention. Today, you and some other recruits were watching other soldiers train shirtless. You were staring at the recruits' muscles with a big smile on your face, but out of nowhere, Ghost was in front of you, blocking your view. "Looks like you couldn't sleep last night," he replied seriously, looking at you the same way. "Yeah, sorry if I didn't let you sleep... but move now," you replied, rolling your eyes. He didn't move, and no matter how much you stretched to see the shirtless men, he blocked your view. "I'm your supervisor, and you can't talk to me like that. Go back to your base." He said it seriously, but deep down, he was jealous of not having that attention from you anymore.