FIDGETING WITH HER pencil and glaring at the group of teenagers from afar, Ulrich sits at the back of the class near the window. She watches Kent having fun with his friends and feels annoyed. She doesn't understand why he irritates her when he's not even talking to her.Her pencil breaks in two, and the broken part drops to the ground, catching Kent's attention from the opposite side of the room. Ulrich looks at the fractured pen and then up to meet his eyes.
The laughter from Pietro Russo and the group becomes background noise like cicadas. Ulrich feels something wrong, a strange emotion, as Kent flashes a friendly smile at her. It disgusts her. Trying to be friendly, she waves her hand before glancing back out the window, not wanting his attention at all.
Somehow her intention was read wrong and Kent shows up next to her desk with the piece of her broken pencil. "Hey, Ulrich." His voice breaks Ulrich's concentration to the outside and slowly turns her head towards him and his annoying smile.
"You drop this." He shows the piece and Ulrich can feel the heavy glares from her classmates, especially the nameless girls in Pietro's group.
"Thanks." She takes it out from his hand and puts it next to her other piece. "You're welcome, Ulrich." He tells the Ship Girl and heads back to his group and soon the eyes on her disappear too.
Popularity annoys her. Especially the attention.
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Despised Commander
———UNHINGED WITH TENDENCIES of a serial killer, one of the first generation of experimental Ship Girls, Roon is purring like a satisfied cat in her caretaker's hand. His hand gently rubs her head as he sits in the war room for a briefing.
"I want him gone. He is not one of us."
Bismarck firmly tells Friedrich and the sisters agree with their leader, but Tirpitz gives them a mere glance so they would not utter a word while Graf Zeppelin, Odin, and the infamous ugly sisters, or just Scharnhorst sisters are at the sidelines.
The four Ship Girls have returned from the search party at the outcast of their territory after getting a distress signal from their sequence.
"I remember him. I was tasked to get his ass at some island." Gneisenau tilted her glasses to make them reflect the light from outside as she crossed her arms, listening to Graf Zeppelin.
"Herr Kommandant? He must done something bad if Prinz Eugen wants him out too." Scharnhorst adds and covers the sharp anime-like light from her sister's glasses to see the Commander playing with the unstable Roon.
"He must have tamed the howling beast if she is submissive to his touch. Maybe he can bring the metallic dragons from their wrath form." Odin put her hand over her saber and Graf Zeppelin's eyes glittered with stars.
The thought of him bringing the roaring dragons to submission would mean world domination, which can also bring destruction to the world.
Perfect plan after Eagle Union denied her request for Anchorage to have a vacation at Iron Blood base, not letting Graf Zeppelin bring the innocent girl to her plan to dominate the seven seas and more.
"He is staying. We can use him, Bismarck."
Roon looks up at the hand and notices Y/N has stopped giving her headpats. "After das Schwein-" Tirpitz stops Admiral Hipper to finish her sentence by tapping the ground with her flag.
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Beloved Commander [Azur Lane]
FanfictionCommander is the title for someone leading the soldiers Someone people can put trust in Someone people will show loyalty Someone people will follow Can this Commander achieve those things and even get something more out of it?