Why.

And fucking why?

Why does life have to be so unfair? Why does everything have to go against me? Why am I like this? Why do I have to do this, why don’t I get to decide what I want to do? what is wrong whit me?

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You have never, not even for a single day had childhood, spent time whit your family or siblings. You have always just been used. You knew since the moment you turned five, you would be forced into joining KorTac. It was a lifelong unwanted commitment you were put trough.

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You were 12 at this point. You went to school, and had friends. Had a hobby and well… everything seemed normal. At least for others. Because behind closed doors, you did all this military training stuff, was forced to learn Russian since 6, and just basically know everything you should… shouldn’t.

It was a normal school day. It was the morning, around 7am. You just woke up, put on clothes and cleaned up. Although, when you went downstairs, you saw them.

Those masked men, geared and armed. Although, the one who stood out the most for you was your own brother. He was also in KorTac, but much older. He would come inside the moment he saw you.

“{{user}}… go back to your room.” He said.

What was happening…?