"Ew. These are the rookies? They look so weak," a man with dirty brown hair, a lot like his friends and team mates, sneered at us, the 'rookies'. Holding in my voice, I kept my unwavering gaze in front of me.

      "Do they even know how to fight?" Another one snickered. He resembled a horse, which made me bite my tongue to keep myself from laughing at him.

       "They're rookies. Leave them alone," a third one, his voice more gentle, scolded the younger soldiers that were having their fun at making fun of us.

       "Yeah guys, listen to Captain Seokjin. He is the oldest after all," a fourth voice played in. His voice was the deepest, and I would love to make fun of the other guys for their girl voices.

         Tired of their argument, I raised my hand, still looking in front of me.

       "Yes, ms..." one that hadn't spoken yet stopped in front of me. His black hair was slight curly, yet very soft and fluffy looking. I would tell all of them to smile more before wrinkles took over their hard faces, but when you've seen as many people dead as they have, it's probably hard to smile.

         "(L/n) (Y/n), sir," I looked up slightly to look him in the eyes. They were dark and quite pretty looking. Such a pretty guy, yet such an upretty job. His lips were chapped and a slight pink. Actually, his voice slightly raspy also. It was deep, yet not as deep as Captain Namjoon's voice.

          "When are we going to start training?" I was bold. Maybe too bold, but who cares. It might save my life and my comrades' lives.

         "I like her!" A mere boy- that was taller than the guy, Captain Yoongi, in front of me- grinned crazily, a fire dancing in his dark eyes.

         "Quite bold, don't you think?" One with quite full lips tsked at me.

         "Who cares. Bold and obnoxious is fun," the horse looking guy, Captain Hoseok, smirked shoving Captain Yoongi to the side to get a look at me.

        "She's really pretty to. It'd be a shame to get her pretty face messed up," the first guy, Captain Taehyung, snickered at me. Clenching my jaw, I narrowed my eyes slightly, my hands tightly balling up behind my back.

        "Leave her alone," Captain Seokjin snapped his orders, and the guys left me alone, quite angry.

        "Okay. We get to pick which rookie we want to train," Captain Yoongi stated calmly, hands behind his back as he looked back and forth between the seven of us 'rookies'.

       "Yes sir," we all replied, keeping our calm gazes fixed in front of us.

        "Hyung," Captain Yoongi stepped back and let Captain Seokjin travel down the line, eventually picking a tall and bulky male. "I choose Mr. Ju."

         Captain Yoongi wordlessly went next, eyeing the line before his eyes focused on me. "I choose Ms. (L/n)."

        Biting my tongue, I looked up at him, not wanting the miss the gummy smile he gave me. It was sweet and gentle, much different than the teasing from the others.

        *unedited*