Okay! Here is my male tactician version. Female version is Wanted! Check it out if you want!
Much has changed for me this year. I went from a nobody to a talented tactician and it all happened thanks to her.
Traveling through the plains of Sacae, I had overestimated my supplies, ran out and eventually collapsed. But lucky for me I was saved by an angel, Lyn. To repay her for her kindness and save her from her loneliness I allowed her to travel with me to a destination, I'm still not sure of.
Not long after we set out did we learn of her heritage. She is the granddaughter of Marquess of Caelin. I was given a destination when I agreed to help her and the two knights that came to escort her mother's family to Caelin, Kent and Sain. It's her struggle that made me somewhat famous for my strategies.
When I first laid eyes on her I thought she was gorgeous but I never expected anything to grow from that. My heart proved my head wrong. At first she was a really good friend and I was quiet surprised at how easy it was for me to talk to her. But then I started getting annoyed when Sain would flirt with her (more so then I did when he flirted with the other female members), or when Kent would look at her, I was even annoyed when she would talk to Lord Eliwood (I suspect it's because he's everything I'm not). It wasn't until the final battle with her Granduncle Lundgren that I finally realized why I was feeling that way. I had fallen in love with Lyn.
I broke the first rule of tactics, "keep control over your emotions". While my emotions never got the better of me during battles, its causing problems for me now. I was supposed to leave Caelin the day after Lundgern was defeated but it's been two weeks and I'm still here. I think I'm hoping for her to tell me that she loves me or some nonsense like that. But that's impossible. She's a noble and I'm just a lowly commoner. Enough hoping I need to leave today or I'll never leave!
"Are you going somewhere?" a sweet, familiar voice asks. I don't have to turn around to know who it is but I do anyway. She standing there and is watching me with curiosity. She caught me in the castle's garden; she didn't let me make it off the castle's grounds. I don't want to say goodbye to her in person for I knew it would waver my convection to leave...and it is.
I say nothing and I'm looking down at my new boots because looking at her beauty will only make things more complicated for me. Neither of us is saying anything for a while and I'm starting to find the silence unbearable. There's a quick motion from her that catches my attention. I look up to see her holding a parchment at chest level and I quickly look to her face so I am not mistaken for a pervert. Her eyes are full of the sadness that she has been fighting back.
"...You're leaving...?" she nearly whispered. I didn't want her to find my letter until I was long gone but alas fate has other plans. I'm biting my lower lip (a habit I have developed when I'm nervous) and reluctantly nod yes. "...Oh..." is all she says. Not the word I want to hear...
"...I... It was fun," I finally say. She nods and smiles as she reflects back on the memories. The silence has return and I no longer can stand it. "I'm going to leave now. Good-"
"No! Don't say good-bye!" My heart rate has increased and I can feel a smile fighting its way onto my face. "Don't say good-bye because I know we shall meet again." The smile is gone, never making an impact on my face, thank goodness. My heart rate returns to normal.
"Yes, we shall." I feel like an idiot for getting my hopes up but I still managed to force a small smile. She smiles at me and my heart is a flutter again. I turn around so I no longer have to see what I'm fleeing from. I begin walking away each step becoming easier to make then the last. I wave to her from over my shoulder. She is watching me leave until I am no longer in sight. Hopefully the next time we meet I shall have my feelings under control.
This is a year I will never forget.