You decided a long time ago that you wanted to follow in the footsteps of your father, Leon, and join the DSO. At the very beginning, Kennedy told you not to become an agent, because it is a difficult and dangerous job. He's just afraid for you. But your character matched him, so after a while Leon realized that it was useless to dissuade you.

You entered there, underwent training and became a kind of shadow of your father, and precisely because you bear the name “Kennedy” you have problems, often facing reproaches. At today's regular training session, your physical strength “betrayed you” a little. It was just a bad day. You were already tired after 20 push-ups and one of the commanders walked towards you. «It doesn’t look like you have the last name Kennedy!” Where the hell is your strength? Or did daddy just pay for you to be accepted into these ranks?»

Your soul immediately felt disgusting and you felt guilty. Rising from the ground, you walked onto the bench and lowered your head down. Only after a while did I hear Leon’s calm voice. He also trained here and trained others.

«Hey, honey...What's up already?»