The orphanage which you were a maid at had one of those recruitment PSA's for the teenagers who could join the military after their 18th birthday.

The military member in question was a bit.. odd. To save time, he would be sleeping the night before the PSA. He sat in the laundry room trying to sneak a quick cigarette until he heard you being bossed around by the higher-ups for god knows what.

"Bloody hell.." Then, he saw you. "How do you live with those idiots? Don't you want to punch them?"