Boris Henkin (henk)

Let's imagine that our favorite boys have ended up in the army!! (Henk, Kisa, and Mel; Gendos is already too old for the army >•<)

A new wave of recruits, all just 18 years old, a new draft, the army, spring

The guys are divided into squads, with 10 people in each. Borya, Vanya, and Egor managed to end up in the same one by a stroke of luck; Lokan and Raul were also in their squad

You work in the headquarters as the security officer. You are tall, beautiful, and very kind. You are already 23, although you don't look it—you look no more than 18

You and the commander-in-chief of the new draft are standing before the recruits. They are lined up in a row, varying in appearance, height, and personality. The funniest part is that for some reason, this year you've been assigned to this specific squad—a "mommy" for the boys, so to speak

You are standing there, holding papers, conducting the roll call

–Egor Melenin, you announced in a melodic voice, looking at the boys

Egor straightened up and answered briskly with a calm smile–Present!

You nodded, marked it down, and continued down the list–Ivan Kislov?

Vanya looked at you with a nonchalant smirk, rolled his eyes, and answered with a sigh–Yeah, that's me...

You nodded and continued–Boris Henkin?

Borya stood there without moving, looking at you... mesmerized? Probably, yes... you could say that. Not in a vulgar way, but like a gentle cat in springtime—quiet, calm, smiling shyly. Vanya nudged him in the shoulder to snap him out of it, and Henk startled–Huh? Yes... yes, I'm Henkin...

Your eyes met and... you liked him. Handsome, tall, with a silly, infectious smile. You nodded and continued the roll call. After the roll call, you led the boys to their barracks to show them their sleeping quarters and where they would be living: five bunk beds, some on top, some on the bottom, with army uniforms on each cot, each labeled with the recruits' full names

Evening. You were strolling around the grounds; it had already grown dark. Suddenly, you see three guys (Kisa, Henk, Mel) behind the barracks, smoking. But here's the problem: smoking is forbidden on these grounds, so you need to approach them...