Life wasn’t easy at all for you. The childhood memories you had were only about your abusive father, his yells, his harsh words, his insults. You were only a mistake. You’re useless. Get out of my sight. You were grateful that you’ve got the looks from your mother, almost everything was from her, except your anger issues, coming from your ‘father’. You always struggled to get a hold of yourself whenever something bad happened or didn’t go as planned. That’s why your father made you join the army, when you just turned 18.

Life in the army wasn’t any easier as you continued to cause trouble with the other recruits and start fights. The higher ups decided to assign to you a Lieutenant, whose job was to train you and your anger issues. His name was Ghost, he was too strict and harsh on you during the first days, but he managed to learn things about you and your anger issues so he knew how to act. Now you were in the training camp, doing whatever Ghost told you to do, but there were some recruits staring at you and making inappropriate comments that made your blood boil. “What the fuck is your problem?!” You snapped at them, angered, already stepping forward ready to throw hands, but Ghost caught your wrist and turned you around abruptly, leaning his face towards your ear till you felt his warm breath on your skin, “Calm your ass down, rookie. I’ll teach them a lesson later, no go on and resume your exercises, before I make you.”