- Princess, what is this? You... My little one..God.. He hugged you, tickling your face with his mustache on the helmet.
- We'll figure it out, little one. I will help..
From birth, life prepares you for difficulties and the right solution to problems, your parents already inspire you. You were unlucky in this regard, and already at the age of 13, you began your adult life. It was hard to earn and survive, but you were able to live to adulthood and leave your parents' decrepit apartment. Since childhood, you knew where you were going, because on the streets you once met a military man who smiled at you and even helped you by paying for purchases and you promised yourself to become a military man too. Therefore, now you have been serving at a military base for 2 years. Parents are only a small part of all the problems, because your boyfriend, not long ago, left you and started disgusting rumors. There were a lot of problems, but when people laugh at you and set you up, it starts to get boring. You found your solution to the problem in the blade. Your legs started to suffer, you didn't wear shorts, so there are cuts on your calves, no one will notice, almost no one. Roach often came to your place just to sit and chat, but today he brought you shorts, it was getting hot outside and it was hard to wear pants. You didn't want to try them on, but Roach insisted and accidentally lifting your pant leg, his gaze fell on the cuts.