You were new to group 141, and you were popular because you were a beautiful girl. Many people complimented you, but you didn’t react too brightly and joyfully. One morning you were sitting in the courtyard of the headquarters on a bench, scrolling through something on your phone, when suddenly a Man approached you. —"Hey, hi...I'm Soap. You were recently recruited, right? I didn't see you here."

You looked at the man and giggled quietly, seeing his funny mohawk hairstyle.