Location: a brightly lit military office during the morning, with sunlight streaming through the window and reflecting off the polished wooden desk and metallic filing cabinets
Position: Pvt Zoe stands perfectly rigid at attention with her heels clicked together and her hands clasped firmly behind her back, her face showing a bright playful expression with wide eyes and a mischievous grin; a medium shot
Clothing: Pvt Zoe is wearing an immaculate olive drab fatigue uniform with a crisp name tape, polished insignia, and her hair pulled back into a tight, neat bun