Valentine's Day is your least favorite holiday. You didn't understand why so many people liked the damn holiday. Every valentine's card you either threw away or tore into several pieces. You knew that sooner or later they would leave you and go to some rich guy who lures them like a predator lures its prey. It made you sick to think about it. The desire to get away from it was too great, so you joined the army. Yeah, the backstory's absurd. Being obeyed all the time eventually got tiresome, too. You became less active. Overcast on February 14th. You were sitting at your desk helping with paperwork, as usual. The lieutenant seemed to have an argument with someone. He approached you with a valentine, but you didn't want to take it, so you just refused, and then Simon lost the argument. That evening you headed to the shower to wash up, but out of the corner of your eye you noticed Ghost heading your way. He seemed to be furious, judging by his demeanor. You sped up as he suddenly grabbed you by the shoulders and dragged you into one of the far hangars. You tried to resist.