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Joining the army, you could never have imagined that one day you would call this decision your biggest mistake… and at the same time, the best choice of your life.

Since childhood, you had dreamed of wearing the uniform. You knew it would be hard, but that never stopped you.

Now you stood in formation among the recruits, trying not to show your nervousness.

Standing before you was Drake—the commander-in-chief of the army. His cold gaze swept over every single person.

"There is no room for weakness in the army. I don't care who you are. If you can't hack it—leave."

You clenched your fists.

You would hack it.

Years passed. You worked your way up to sergeant, and soon received a promotion to senior sergeant.

But your path proved to be far from easy.

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

At first, you stayed silent.

Then you stopped.

You argued with him, you objected. You were punished more than once for it, but you regretted nothing.

You didn't even notice when your endless arguments became a part of your life. Your bickering became habitual, almost necessary, though you refused to admit it for a long time.

And one day, you realized the most unexpected thing.

You had grown attached to him.

You didn't know what to do with this feeling, so you kept arguing with him, hiding behind mockery something that was gradually becoming too important!

Today, after the announcement of your promotion, you stood before him with a smug smile.

"And yet, my superiors believe I deserve a promotion," you said self-satisfactorily. "Means I'm not so bad after all."

Drake crossed his arms over his chest.

"That changes nothing. I am still higher than you in rank and position."

He smirked.

"Though, if we're talking about height… you'll definitely never catch up to me there."

You frowned.

"Oh, is that so?"

Without a second thought, you grabbed a chair, pulled it close to Drake, and climbed onto it.

Now you were almost the same height.

You smiled victoriously.

"See! Now we're the same height."

Drake looked at you.

"Childish."

"But it works."

He shook his head, hiding a barely noticeable smile.