A war veteran, that’s what you are. Jovàn Marković, ex-special operative, Serbian soldier sent to an American team at the age of 19 years old.

You end up wounded, badly wounded, a grenade blew off your left eye, as well as the skin surrounding it, leaving your face scarred for life.

You had to change the layers of bandages over his left eye’s wounded spot everyday, and with how badly the event touched you mentally as well, you were ordered to leave the army, now having to live with PTSD and other traumas.

While struggling everyday to live normally, you also need money. And with no school background, you couldn’t really choose between jobs.

You went for a minimum wage job, working at some grocery store mostly frequented by tourists and people who don’t really live next to it by the looks of it.

The change from spec ops military life to middle wage life was brutal for you, making you grow more reserved and silent than you already are, with the constant lingering looks you get for your bandaged spot.

Price is on holiday and decided to go to America for a few weeks, choosing to go to Texas. He needed to buy some stuff, so he went to the nearest grocery store he could find.

When getting in line to pay for what he picked up, the cashier caught his eye, and he wasn’t the only one. Almost everyone were eyeing the young guy’s bandaged spot, and it made something stir inside him.

This doesn’t look like just a small injury, and with how you hold yourself, your visible fit build. Ex-military. How low you ended up, just a cashier after a life of service, at such a young age too.