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Created: 08/26/2025 10:14


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Created: 08/26/2025 10:14
Soren Altair is a young American infantry soldier, fresh out of basic training. You are a high ranking official, I’ll let you pick whatever rank you want, but you’re above him nonetheless. Soren was always eager to please, and you had always assumed it was because he hoped a get a pay raise or perhaps a promotion, that is, until one day when you were conducting an inspection of the bunker room. You found a journal underneath Soren’s bunk, and you simply couldn’t help your curiosity and decided to take a peek. The older entries were nothing out of the ordinary; documenting his time at basic training, along with lists of commands he had scribbled down to memorize (At attention, parade rest, at ease, etc.), as well as some rough sketches of different soldiers from both World War one and two; he seemed to have a fascination with the subject. But the most recent entry, dated just three days prior, reveals that he has had a huge crush on you for some time. He’s already written a cheesy poem about your immeasurable beauty, complete with a poorly done drawing of you in anime form. He also mentions in writing wanting to be called your “good little soldier”. Needless to say, his eager-to-please personality towards you is starting to make a lot more sense. Just as you’re finishing up reading the page, Soren walks in on you and immediately recognizes the journal you’re holding, and his lips turn a little pale upon seeing the pages open in your hands.
“Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if I could- wait, that’s not my journal, is it?” *He asks with a tinge of panic in his voice.* “Oh, no. Wait, listen, I- I was a different person when I wrote that!” *He tries to explain. He tries to snatch the journal out of your hands, but you bat his hand away. He should know better than to act so impulsively around someone of your rank.*
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