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MidReal Story
The Forbidden Commander
Scenario:I’m the only female recruit in an all men military school. I’m also the youngest. Love between Commander Ace and I.
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Commander Ace
Male,protagonist,commander at the military academy,very strict and tall with striking blue eyes and pale skin,somehow falls in love with Charlotte Hayes
Charlotte Hayes
Female,protagonist,the only female and youngest recruit at the military academy aiming to prove her worth,has a potential romantic interest with Commander Ace,physically small yet agile with striking curly hair,dark skin and green eyes,determined,resilient,and compassionate with a hidden playful side.
I'm the only female and the youngest among the recruits.
I want to prove to everyone that I can do anything, even if I'm small.
I'm 5'2" with curly hair, dark skin, and green eyes.
I'm very agile and fast.
No one expects that from me until they see it for themselves.
Then they know not to underestimate me.
I also want to show that I can do anything the men can.
I don't want anyone to think that I got special treatment because I'm a woman and the youngest.
I want to be treated equally; that's why I always train harder than anyone else.
There's one man who seems interested in me.
He's very strict, tall, and handsome.
He has striking blue eyes and pale white skin.
He seems to know everything, as if he's not of this world.
I've seen him look at me as if he wants me.
I feel the same way about him.
Who is he?
He's Commander Ace, my instructor in hand-to-hand combat.
I know it's wrong to have feelings for him, but I can't help it.
I feel the same way about him whenever he's not saying anything or looking at me.
Maybe someday we'll be together.
I woke up before dawn.
Today was the day I would show everyone that I was the best.
I had to be.
I had to outshine everyone else.
I got dressed and headed out to the training grounds.
The air was crisp and cool, and I could see my breath as I jogged along.
The sun was just starting to rise, casting a golden glow over the landscape.
I arrived at the grounds and began to warm up, stretching my muscles and getting ready for the day's training.
Commander Ace was already there, watching me from a distance.
He was a tall, imposing figure, with striking blue eyes and pale white skin.
He had a commanding presence, and he seemed to know everything about hand-to-hand combat.
As I began to train, I could feel his eyes on me, watching my every move.
He was strict and demanding, but I knew he was pushing me to be my best. The training session was intense, with a focus on quick movements and precision strikes.
I threw myself into it, using every ounce of energy I had.
Commander Ace watched me closely, offering guidance and correction as needed.
As the session came to an end, I felt exhausted but exhilarated.
I had given it my all, and I knew that I had done well.
Commander Ace nodded at me as we finished, his eyes still intense and focused.
I knew that he was impressed with my performance, and that gave me the confidence to keep pushing myself even harder in the future.
As I walked away from the training grounds, I felt proud of myself for giving it my all.
"Impressive work today," Commander Ace said, his voice low but firm.
"Thank you, sir," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady despite the flutter in my chest.
"You've got potential, but there's something you need to know," he continued, his gaze unwavering.
I nodded, eager to hear what he had to say.
The sun was climbing higher in the sky now, casting a warm glow over the training grounds.
Commander Ace motioned for me to follow him, and I did, my heart pounding in my chest.
We walked to a quieter corner of the grounds, away from the other recruits.
He stopped and turned to face me, his blue eyes piercing.
"Your agility is impressive," he said, his voice steady and firm.
"But you need to work on your endurance. You're quick, but you tire easily. That's something that needs to change."
I nodded, taking his words to heart.
He demonstrated a series of exercises, his movements quick and precise.
I mirrored him, trying my best to keep up with his pace.
It wasn't easy, but I was determined to improve. "Keep practicing," Commander Ace said as we finished.
"And don't forget to stretch. You don't want to pull anything."
I nodded again, feeling a sense of determination wash over me.
I would do whatever it took to improve and prove myself.
As I walked away from the training grounds, I felt a sense of purpose and drive.
I knew this was just the beginning of my journey to greatness.
After our training session, I lingered on the grounds, replaying Commander Ace's words in my mind.
The sun was setting now, casting long shadows across the field.
I gathered my gear and began to head back to the barracks, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me.
As I walked, I noticed Commander Ace approaching me, his expression unreadable.
"Charlotte," he said, his voice steady and firm.
"You have potential beyond your years. Don't let anyone hold you back."
His hand rested on my shoulder, a gesture both reassuring and electrifying.
My heart raced at his touch, and I felt a sense of gratitude wash over me.
"Thank you, sir," I managed to say, meeting his gaze.
He nodded, lingering for a moment before turning away with a purposeful stride.
"There's something else you should know," he said, pausing as if weighing his words carefully.
"You're not just another recruit to me, Charlotte."
His eyes softened slightly, and I felt a jolt of surprise mixed with anticipation.
The evening was growing darker now, the shadows deepening across the grounds.
I stood there, frozen in place, trying to process his words.
Commander Ace's voice was steady and firm, but there was a hint of something else in his tone - something I couldn't quite place.
"Sir?" he said, his voice still echoing in my mind.
I felt a flutter in my chest, a mix of confusion and excitement swirling within me.
The barracks were quiet now, the other recruits off to their duties.
I stood there alone, replaying Commander Ace's words in my mind.
The hum of activity outside seemed distant, muffled by the walls of the barracks.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
I turned to see Marcus, Commander Ace's brother, standing there with a casual smile.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked, his voice light and friendly.
I nodded, feeling a sense of comfort wash over me.
We sat together in the quiet room, discussing the day's training and sharing stories of our time on the grounds.
Marcus was easy to talk to, and I found myself relaxing in his presence. But even as we spoke, I couldn't shake the memory of Commander Ace's words from my mind.
They lingered there, echoing within me like a promise - or perhaps something more.
As Marcus spoke, I caught myself blushing at the memory of Ace's touch on my shoulder.
It had been such a small gesture, but it had sent shivers down my spine.
The dim light of the barracks cast soft shadows around us, and I felt a sense of intimacy wash over me.
Marcus and I sat on the edge of my bunk, our legs touching as we talked.
The silence between us was comfortable, filled with the weight of unspoken understanding.
"Marcus," I said finally, breaking the silence.
"Your brother... Commander Ace, he said something today."
Marcus's eyes flickered with interest, his posture attentive.
"What did he say?"
I took a deep breath, choosing my words carefully.
"He said... that I'm not just another recruit to him."
Marcus's expression was thoughtful, his gaze lingering on mine.
"Ace doesn't say things lightly," he said, a hint of admiration in his voice.
I nodded, absorbing his words.
"Do you think he meant it in a professional way, or... something else?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Marcus hesitated, then leaned closer, his expression serious.
"I think it's more than just professional, Charlotte. Ace has always been different around you."
I sat there, the weight of his words settling upon me.
The room was dimly lit, a single lamp casting shadows across our faces.
Marcus's eyes were fixed on mine, his expression filled with a mix of understanding and curiosity.
"Marcus," I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil within me.
"There's something I need to tell you."
He nodded, his gaze unwavering.
"Go ahead, Charlotte. I'm listening."
I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts carefully.
"It's about Ace," I began, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I have feelings for him."
The words hung in the air, heavy with vulnerability.
Marcus's expression shifted, a mix of surprise and something else I couldn't quite read.
He sat back, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed my confession.
The silence between us was heavy, filled with unspoken thoughts and emotions.
I shifted nervously, waiting for him to speak.
Finally, he sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"Charlotte," he said slowly, "Ace is my brother, and I know him well. He's not one to express himself easily."
His gaze softened as he continued, "But if he's shown you any sign of affection, it's genuine."
Relief washed over me at his words, but a hint of tension lingered beneath the surface.
Marcus stood abruptly, his movements sudden and decisive.
"Let's take a walk," he said, his voice firm and resolute.
I hesitated for a moment, then nodded, rising to join him.
As we stepped outside into the cool night air, Marcus turned to me with a serious expression.
"There's something you should know about Ace's past," he said quietly, his voice barely audible over the rustling leaves.
I nodded, my heart pounding with anticipation.
The gravel crunching beneath our boots served as a reminder of the present moment, but my mind was already racing with questions and possibilities.
As we walked, Marcus continued, his words painting a picture of a man both strong and vulnerable.
His revelations lingered in the air, a weighty silence settling between us.
I stopped abruptly, turning to him with determination in my eyes.
"Please, tell me," I urged, needing to know more about the secrets that guarded Ace's heart.
Marcus hesitated for a moment, his gaze searching mine as if seeking permission.
Finally, he spoke, his voice low and filled with emotion.
"Ace has been hurt before," he admitted softly.
The weight of his words hung between us, echoing through the night.
I stood there, absorbing the impact of his words.
The revelation of Ace's vulnerability sent a wave of empathy and longing through me.
Determined to understand him better, I made a silent promise to myself to approach him the next day, to delve deeper into the depths of his heart.
Morning arrived, casting its golden light upon the training grounds.
I sought out Ace, my heart pounding with anticipation.
As I stepped onto the empty field, I spotted his silhouette against the rising sun.
He stood alone, lost in thought.
I took a deep breath, summoning my courage as I approached him slowly.
"Commander," I called softly, my voice carrying across the distance.
He turned, his blue eyes meeting mine with a hint of curiosity.
"I want to know more about you," I said, my voice steady despite the nervousness that threatened to overwhelm me.
He nodded, a faint smile playing at his lips, and said, "Then let's begin."
The morning sun cast its golden light upon the training grounds, illuminating the path ahead.
With a mix of trepidation and resolve, I approached Commander Ace, my footsteps echoing in the stillness.
He stood tall, his silhouette framed by the light, exuding an aura of strength and authority.
As I drew near, my heart raced with anticipation, my breath catching in my throat.
"Commander," I called softly, my voice steady despite the fluttering within.
He turned, his blue eyes meeting mine with an intensity that made my breath catch.
"I want to know more about you," I said, my words hanging in the air between us.
He hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly, a faint smile playing at his lips.
Encouraged by his response, I reached out, my hand extending towards him.
He didn't flinch, his gaze never wavering as my hand brushed against his arm.
The touch sent a jolt of electricity through me, a spark of connection that crackled in the morning air.
His smile widened, a rare warmth illuminating his usually stern demeanor.
"Let's take a break," he said, his voice low and husky.
He gestured towards a nearby bench, nestled beneath the shade of a towering tree.
We walked together, the crunch of gravel beneath our boots serving as a gentle accompaniment to the unfolding moment.
As we sat down, the morning air still carried the crispness of dawn.
The warmth of the sun seeped into my skin, mingling with the nervousness that threatened to overwhelm me.
I took a deep breath, summoning my courage as I began to speak.
"My childhood was filled with stories," I said, my voice steady despite the fluttering within.
"Stories of adventure and mischief, passed down through generations. My grandmother would weave tales of brave warriors and their conquests."
Ace listened intently, his gaze never leaving mine as I continued.
"She told me about her own journey, about how she defied convention to pursue her dreams."
A faint smile tugged at his lips as I shared more about my family's history and my own aspirations.
The silence between us was no longer tense but filled with an understanding that transcended words. Ace leaned forward, his eyes locked on mine, and began to share his own story.
"I grew up in a small town," he said, his voice filled with nostalgia.
"It was a place where everyone knew each other's names and stories. My parents instilled in me a sense of duty and responsibility."
As he spoke, I could sense the weight of his words, the burden of responsibility that had shaped him into the man he was today.
"But it wasn't until I joined the military academy that I found my true calling," he continued.
"The discipline and camaraderie forged within those walls ignited a fire within me."
His voice held a hint of longing as he spoke about his time at the academy, where he had discovered his passion for leadership and service.
The morning air seemed to vibrate with the intensity of our conversation, the connection between us growing stronger with each passing moment.
As we delved deeper into our pasts, shedding layers of vulnerability and revealing fragments of ourselves, something remarkable happened. The barriers that once separated us began to crumble, replaced by an understanding that transcended rank and position.
As we sat there, beneath the shade of the tree, the warmth of the sun mingling with the coolness of the breeze, I realized that Ace was more than just a commander.
He was a man with a story, a heart that beat with a mix of strength and vulnerability.
And in that moment, as our eyes met, I knew that my own story had intertwined with his, forever changing the course of my journey.
The afternoon sun cast its golden light upon the training grounds, illuminating the scene before us.
Ace and I sat beneath the shade of a tree, our conversation flowing effortlessly like a gentle stream.
The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, mingling with the earthy smell of damp soil.
As we spoke, I found myself becoming increasingly captivated by Ace's stories.
His voice was steady and confident, each word revealing a layer of his life that I hadn't known before.
He spoke about his early days at the academy, where he had faced challenges and forged unbreakable bonds with his fellow cadets. His words painted vivid pictures in my mind, transporting me to a world beyond our own.
I listened intently, my heart swelling with admiration for this man who had overcome so much to become the commander he was today.
As he finished speaking, I felt an overwhelming urge to share more about myself.
I took a deep breath and began to tell him about my own journey, about the struggles and triumphs that had shaped me into who I am today.
Ace listened attentively, his eyes never leaving mine as I spoke.
His gaze held a depth of understanding that made me feel seen and heard in ways I never had before.
Our conversation flowed naturally, each topic seamlessly leading into the next as if guided by an invisible thread.
We spoke about our dreams and aspirations, our fears and vulnerabilities.
With every passing moment, I felt myself becoming more drawn to Ace, my admiration for him growing into something more profound.
As the afternoon wore on, the sun began its descent towards the horizon.
The sky transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors - vibrant hues of orange and pink mingling with shades of blue and purple. The air grew cooler as evening approached, carrying with it a sense of tranquility that enveloped us both.
In this serene atmosphere, our conversation became even more intimate.
We delved deeper into our thoughts and feelings, sharing secrets and desires that only moments before seemed impossible to reveal.
Ace paused, his eyes reflecting the colors of the setting sun.
"You know," he began, his voice barely above a whisper, "I've never shared this much with anyone before."
I felt a warmth spread through me at his words, realizing that this connection was something rare and precious.
"Me neither," I replied softly, surprised by my own admission.
The sun continued its descent, casting long shadows across the training grounds.
Without thinking, I shifted closer to Ace, our legs brushing lightly against each other.
The touch sent a jolt of electricity through me, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that was forming between us.
Ace glanced down at our touching knees, then back up at me, his gaze steady and searching.
The air was filled with an unspoken understanding, a sense of possibility that hung in the balance.
He reached out, his hand gently brushing against mine.
I felt a surge of anticipation, my heart pounding in my chest as he leaned closer.
His lips brushed against mine, sending waves of warmth and desire through me.
I pulled back, the warmth of his lips lingering on mine.
My heart raced with a mix of exhilaration and panic, the weight of what we had just done settling in like a gentle rain.
"I'm so sorry," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I shouldn't have done that."
Ace's expression shifted from surprise to understanding, his eyes softening as he reached for my hand once more.
"Charlotte," he said quietly, "there's nothing to apologize for."
His words were kind, but I couldn't shake the fear that we had crossed a line, one that could change everything between us.
I stood abruptly, needing space to process the emotions swirling within me.
As I walked away, the realization hit me that some lines, once crossed, redefine everything.
I paused, feeling Ace's grip on my hand tighten.
His touch was firm yet gentle, a reminder of the connection that still existed between us.
"Stay," he urged, his voice steady and sincere.
"Let's talk about us."
The words hung in the air, filled with possibility and uncertainty.
I turned to face him, searching his eyes for clarity.
The training grounds were quiet, the distant sounds of recruits fading into the background.
I nodded slowly, sitting back down beside him.
"Alright," I agreed, my voice barely above a whisper.
And in that moment, I chose to face the unknown with him.
The silence between us was heavy with unspoken words, the weight of our emotions hanging in the balance.
Ace's eyes searched mine, his gaze filled with anticipation and a hint of fear.
"Charlotte," he began, his voice low and sincere, "I've been thinking about us."
My heart pounded in my chest, waiting for him to continue.
Instead of speaking, he leaned closer, his gaze unwavering.
Before I could react, he pulled me gently towards him, his lips meeting mine in a deep kiss that sent shivers down my spine.
The world around us faded away, leaving only the intensity of the moment.
When we finally pulled apart, Ace looked at me with a seriousness that made my breath catch.
"There's something I need to tell you," he said, his voice steady but tinged with vulnerability.
"I've been offered a position in the capital, and it could change everything for us."
I sat in stunned silence, processing the weight of his words.
The position in the capital was a coveted opportunity, one that could alter the course of our lives forever.
The gravity of Ace's revelation hung in the air, leaving me to contemplate the future we had once envisioned together.
"What does this mean for us?"
I asked, my voice steady despite the turmoil brewing within.
Ace's gaze met mine, his blue eyes filled with thoughtfulness.
"It means choices," he replied slowly, his hand still holding mine.
The touch was reassuring, yet the uncertainty of our path ahead loomed like a shadow.
Under the fading light of day, we sat together, contemplating the choices that would shape our destiny.
Finally, Ace stood up, determination etched on his face.
"Charlotte, I want you to come with me," he said, his voice firm but hopeful.
I blinked, taken aback by the unexpected proposal.
"Are you sure?" I asked, my heart racing at the possibility of a new beginning.
Ace nodded, his eyes filled with conviction.
"I've never been more sure of anything," he said, his voice filled with longing.
"Let's leave everything behind and start anew."
The words hung in the air, echoing the dreams we had once shared.
The thought of leaving it all behind was daunting, yet the idea of being with him was intoxicating.
I took a deep breath, weighing the possibilities.
"On one condition," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil within.
Ace's eyes widened with curiosity as he leaned closer.
I tapped my lips, a playful challenge in my gesture.
He chuckled softly, understanding the unspoken request.
"Consider it done," he said, his voice warm and reassuring.
I stood there, my heart pounding, as Ace's words echoed in my mind.
The offer to start anew was both thrilling and terrifying, a chance to rewrite our story together.
The weight of the decision hung between us, a turning point that would shape our future.
I looked into his eyes, searching for reassurance.
"Are you really sure about this?" I asked softly, needing to hear it again.
Ace nodded, his gaze unwavering.
His confidence gave me the courage to take the leap.
Slowly, I leaned in, closing the distance between us.
Our lips met once more, the anticipation building as we savored the moment.
This kiss was different, filled with a shared understanding and a promise of a future yet to come.
As we parted, Ace's eyes held a promise that warmed me from within.
"We'll make it work," he whispered, his voice filled with conviction.
The words settled over me like a gentle rain, grounding me in the present.
We stood up together, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
The academy grounds seemed different now, bathed in the glow of change and possibility.
As we walked back to the barracks, the evening air was cool and refreshing, carrying the scent of transformation.
Ace's hand brushed against mine, sending a familiar jolt through me.
The tension between us was palpable, a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty.
We reached the barracks, and I paused at the entrance, feeling Ace's gaze on me.
"Charlotte," he said softly, his voice filled with longing.
He stepped closer, his eyes burning with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat.
Reaching out, he tucked a stray curl behind my ear, his touch lingering.
"There's something I need to tell you," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
I held my breath, sensing the gravity of his words.
"I found out why they were after us," he continued, his eyes searching mine for understanding.
