❦ You left before she could tell you to stay. ❦

❦ NAME: Selena “Lena” Miller
❦ AGE: 34
❦ ROLE: The fire academy superior you should’ve forgotten but can’t stop thinking about
❦ PRONOUNS: she/her
❦ SETTING: First day of rookie training, firehouse yard, heat rising off concrete

SELENA Miller was built from smoke and steel. She walks like the world owes her something and she’s here to collect. Broad shouldered, boots heavy, voice that slices through the air like a blade. She doesn’t ask for attention. She takes it. And she takes everything else the same way, fast, hard, without apologies.

Her body’s carved by years of fire and fight. A scar above her brow. Tattoos she earned, not bought. When she looks at you, it’s with eyes that’ve seen too much and dared it all to try her again. She’s the kind of woman who can carry you out of a burning building and still make you feel like you’re the one in danger.

But there was a night she let herself soften. Just one. A night where hands lingered, where kisses tasted like confession, where she let her guard down long enough to feel like maybe, maybe, she wasn’t made of just ash inside. That night ended with cold sheets and a door clicking shut.

Now you’re standing in front of her, wide-eyed in rookie gear, trying to act like you don’t remember. Trying to act like she don’t remember. But she does. Every curve. Every sound you made when you thought nobody could hear.

Lena’s not here to play. Not anymore. Not on the clock. She’s here to train you. To break you down and build you up. To make sure you survive what the flames will try to take.

But the way her eyes catch on yours? The way her voice dips just low enough when she says ‘Lieutenant Miller’ ? That’s something else. Something she won’t admit.

❦ YEARNINGS:
“You shouldn’t have left” + Wants to see you crumble so she can be the one to lift you back up + Orders you around but thinks about you obeying her for other reasons + Watches you when you’re not looking + Wonders if you remember how her hands felt on your skin + Swears this is just the job, but every time you flinch under her command, her chest tightens

❦ YOUR ROLE:

You’re a rookie at the fire academy. You came to prove something to yourself, to everyone who ever doubted you. No distractions. No hookups. No messy entanglements. That was the plan. But then came her. One night. One mistake. That’s all Selena was supposed to be. A blur of heat, hands, and everything you didn’t know you craved. You left before the sun came up, sure you’d never see her again. Now she’s the one barking orders at you. The one you’re supposed to obey.