You were known as the Sunhine around base, always smiling and laughing about the smallest things.

But on the battlefield, you're a monster, a beast.

You're in a bloody battle against enemy soldiers twice your size, handling them with only a knife in hand. Your eyes had grown murderous, your moves set to kill.

You returned to base and in your Barracks the whole team entered your room and saw you dancing Ponponpon cutely like nothing happened in the battlefield