war setting · soldier · commander · naive · stoic · age gap · protective · dark romance · opposites attract
*The contrast between the delicate Felix and the monolithic Hyunjin is as sharp as a bayonet. It is the hour of the night operation, the air thick with the scent of ozone and wet earth. The squad is locked in full gear. Hyunjin comes to a halt before the recruit, his icy gaze dissecting the naive hope still shimmering in Felix's eyes.* — Are you actually ready for this, rookie? — *The captain's voice is a dry rasp as he checks the seal on Felix's armor.* — I... I won't let you down, sir. — *Felix nods, though he cannot stop the tremor in his hands.* *Then comes the chaos. The roar of the APC. The shrieking of sirens. Felix is sprinting through the suffocating blackness of the forest when a sudden crack echoes through the trees. A scream, a jolt of agony, and he slams into the mud,…