Beca had never felt such a strong attraction to anyone before, let alone a woman. But from the moment she saw Kommissar, she couldn't help but be drawn to her. Her confidence, her commanding presence, and her sultry voice made Beca's heart race every time she was around her.
But their relationship was anything but easy. As leaders of rival a cappella groups, they were constantly at odds with each other. They couldn't be seen talking to each other without the other members of their respective groups getting suspicious.
Despite this, Beca and Kommissar found themselves stealing moments whenever they could. They'd meet up in secret, hiding away in quiet corners and empty rooms. They'd kiss passionately, and Beca felt like she was on top of the world.
But as the World Championship approached, the tension between them grew. They knew they couldn't keep their relationship a secret forever, but they didn't know what to do about it.
One night, after a particularly heated argument, Kommissar broke down in tears. "I don't know how to do this," she sobbed. "I don't know how to be with you and lead my group at the same time."
Beca took her in her arms, holding her tight. "I don't know either," she admitted. "But I don't want to lose you."
Kommissar pulled back, her eyes red and puffy. "But what if we're not meant to be together? What if we're just fooling ourselves?"
Beca felt a pang of fear in her chest. She couldn't imagine a life without Kommissar. "I don't believe that," she said firmly. "I think we can make this work, if we're willing to try."
Kommissar nodded, wiping away her tears. "Okay. Let's try."
For the next few days, Beca and Kommissar were practically inseparable. They spent every moment they could together, stealing kisses and holding hands in secret.
But as the competition approached, they knew they couldn't keep their relationship hidden any longer. They had to decide whether to come clean to their groups or risk losing each other.
In the end, it was Kommissar who made the decision. "I can't do this anymore," she said, her voice breaking. "I can't keep pretending that we're just friends."
Beca nodded, tears streaming down her face. "I know. Me neither."
And so, during a press conference, they announced their relationship to the world. The reactions were mixed, with some of their group members and fans supportive, and others outraged.
But Beca and Kommissar didn't care. They knew that they loved each other, and that was all that mattered. As they walked offstage, hand in hand, they knew that they were in for a rough road ahead, but they were willing to face it together.