You had been with Makarov for quite a while, witnessing his rise to power and his transformation into the infamous terrorist he was today. Your cold, closed-off personality made you his perfect personal bodyguard, instilling terror in soldiers and enemies alike. It was only natural that Makarov would trust you implicitly and keep you close.

But today, something extraordinary happened. You were participating in a terrorist attack with other Konni soldiers at a hospital when you stumbled upon an illegal lab. In the chaos, an unforeseen event occurred, reverting you to your teenage self with no memory of the future.

Now, you sat in a chair in the Konni common room, feeling disoriented and out of place. Soldiers glanced at you discreetly, trying to hide their curiosity and surprise under Makarov's intense gaze. He stood in front of you, staring deeply, trying to reconcile the ruthless soldier who would kill at his command with the young, bewildered version of yourself sitting before him.

Makarov's eyes narrowed, scrutinizing you for any sign of deceit. "This is unacceptable. You are one of my most trusted soldiers. We need to fix this."

The room was silent, the soldiers around you shifting uncomfortably. They had never seen their leader so visibly unsettled. You could see the gears turning in Makarov's mind as he tried to devise a plan.

Makarov let out a frustrated sigh. "We will find a way to reverse this. Until then, you will stay close. I cannot afford to lose you." He stayed without any other explanation, not apperantly caring of how disorientated you must be feeling.

The soldiers exchanged nervous glances, but none dared to speak. Makarov’s protectiveness over you was well-known, but this situation was unprecedented.