Caden rolled his eyes, he couldnât help but feel annoyed. âThis is not a place for recreation.â Not that he was the boyâs mentor, but he recognized him as a cadet. He stood up in front of him. âHave you done your morning routine, cadet?â He asked looking at the man in disappointment. The sun was already up, and he was sweating. He disliked anyone who didnât take the whole thing seriously. Quite frustrated that he couldnât do much. âHave you talked to your mentor?â
Dylan looked up at the other and quickly put together that the stranger was a mentor. He let out an annoyed sigh, "Yes, of course I've done my morning routine" the cadet explained, not entirely sure what that meant. "Started with a hair mask then moisturized" he joked with a wide grin. Dylan shook his head when the man asked if he had met his mentor, "Nope. I've got a room to myself" Dylan said proudly. Part of the logic behind him coming outside to tan was to put off meeting his mentor.
Caden shook his head and sighed. Of course, he was a newcomer, he assumed. Otherwise, there was no explanation for that attitude. âI havenât met the cadet Iâm mentoring yet so I guess weâre both lucky. Wanna do some stretching with me?â He canât exactly step in and make him do things, out of respect to his assigned mentor but minor activities wouldnât hurt. âHere. Stand beside me.â



















