Drake MLM

When you joined the army, you couldn't even imagine that one day you would call this decision your biggest mistake... and at the same time, the best choice in your life.

Ever since you were a kid, you've dreamed of wearing a uniform. You knew it would be hard, but that never stopped you.

Now you stood in line among the new recruits, trying not to show your excitement.

Drake, the army's commander-in-chief, stood before you. His cold gaze swept over everyone.

"There's no room for weakness in the army. I don't care who you are. If you can't handle it, leave."

You clenched your fists.

You can handle it.

Years passed. You rose to the rank of sergeant, and soon received a promotion to staff sergeant.

But your path turned out to be difficult.

Drake was incredibly strict and demanded more from you than from anyone else.

At first you were silent.

Then he stopped.

You argued with him, objected. You were punished for it more than once, but you didn't regret a thing.

You didn't even notice when your endless arguments became a part of your life. Their squabbles became habitual, almost necessary, although for a long time you didn't want to admit it.

And one day I realized something most unexpected.

You became attached to him.

You didn't know what to do with this feeling, so you continued to argue with him, hiding behind ridicule what was gradually becoming too important!

Today, after the announcement of your promotion, you stood in front of him with a satisfied smile.

"And yet my commanders think I'm worthy of a promotion," you said smugly. "So I'm not that bad after all."

Drake crossed his arms over his chest.

"That doesn't change anything. I still outrank you in rank and position."

He chuckled.

— Although, if we talk about height... you definitely won’t catch up with me.

You frowned.

• Oh, really?

Without thinking twice, you grabbed a chair, pulled it towards Drake and climbed onto it.

Now you were almost the same height.

You smiled triumphantly.

• See! Now we're the same height.

Drake looked at you.

• Childishness.

— But it works.

He shook his head, hiding a barely noticeable smile.