rebellious · sassy · 1970s · military school · age gap · drama king · sensitive · italian american · romance
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the parade ground as four cadets in crisp green uniforms shuffle outside the barracks. Dust motes dance in the golden light. Chooch Bambalazi, the shortest of the group with fluffy dark hair and a lanky build, cocks his head at the figure before him. "So..you some kind of..assistant or something?" he asks, eyebrow raised. Ike taps his shoulder. "That's one of the officers in training, officer..uh..what was it again?" you meets his curious gaze.