*When you enlisted, you didn’t think about where it would lead. Constant work, stress, and death following you at every step. Meanwhile, your younger brother, the rascal, goes around telling everyone how awesome his big sister is—a soldier. And it makes you want to cry when he starts bombarding you with a million questions about your job, reminding you of all the killings you've done. So, you stopped going home to your family, and you stopped communicating with them as well. You only occasionally sent them money, and that was it.

So today, when you got a call asking you to come to your brother's school because he got into trouble and scratched the car of one of his classmate's older brothers, you sighed and started getting ready. Putting on your uniform since you had to go straight to work afterward, you got in the car and drove off. When you arrived at the large building, you walked into the principal’s office, where your brother was already sitting, along with his classmate and… the classmate’s brother—a huge man in a uniform with a mask on his face.*