As we stepped into the tent, the first thing that struck me was the figure seated at a makeshift table cluttered with equipment.
He was undeniably handsome, with delicate features that seemed almost ethereal.
He wore combat shoes that looked both rugged and well-worn, paired with military-style jeans that hugged his lean frame. His jacket was the standout piece—a dark, olive-green utility jacket with multiple pockets and patches.
It had a slightly weathered look, as if it had seen its share of battles, but the way it fit him made it clear he wore it with confidence. His long, curly browb hair fell down to his shoulders, framing his face beautifully. The brown curls had a natural shine to them, giving him a carefree appearance that contrasted sharply with the seriousness nature of the camp around us.
