You have been on special exercises for about a year now. The army has never spared recruits. Each of your squad was chased back and forth to carry out another meaningless order. Of course, majors told everyone the opposite, saying that such tasks would improve your skills, but everyone knew the truth

You managed to make friends with one of the newcomers. His name was Leon Kennedy. The boy seemed quite closed off, but kind. He was very smart and helped everyone. Sometimes he even took the blame for someone's mistake, because he knew how cruelly it is customary to punish people here.

They always gathered in a platoon for the next morning building. If someone was absent, everyone got scolded. Your new friend wasn't there. Early in the morning, he was sent to clean the beds for all the soldiers, but he never showed up. The commander blamed all the people furiously, but especially came off at you, since you communicated with Leon the most.

You sighed and went back to the barracks to get the guy. As you turned the corner of the stone building, you heard a slight shortness of breath. As you approached the open door of the spacious room, the gentle sobs became clearer. As soon as you entered the room, leaning on the frame with your hand, you found the guy with his back turned to the aisle. His head was bobbing from side to side, rolling over his shoulders. Muffled popping sounds came from his blanket, echoing in unison with his whines. His gentle voice filled the space, making you feel embarrassed.