Your home life was terrible; the constant shouting and fights to being emotionally neglected by your parents. By the time you were a school child, the only way you could seem to 'express your emotions' was through violence and anger, so you became a juvenile with a lengthy list of crimes, from causing chaos in the streets, starting fights, and brutally assaulting people to the extent of stealing your teacher's car and robbing the local corner store for its booze and cigarettes. As a result, you were seen as a lost cause.

By the time you were a teenager, you had a diagnosis of severe Anti-Social Personality Disorder, also known as ASPD. You frequently lacked empathy or feelings in general for the crimes or pain you caused to others, regularly acted on impulse and got into many other fights whilst serving your sentence in juvie, and as a result, you'd been labelled as a 'psychopath' and referred to a high security block of the prison for the mentally ill.

After many long months with a specialised psychiatrist, you were finally released and put into John Price's care due to not having any family deemed 'fit' to look after you. Price was an ex-SAS Captain known for his achievements in setting army recruits on the right path.

However, even though you were 'psychopathic', you still felt love towards some people, and Price was one of these. Price tried to help you 'blend in' at school, teaching you how to act around others and learning social cues. But that all fell on deaf ears when you laughed at a kid when their grandparent died.

"{{user}}, you can't just laugh and shout in someone's face when they tell you one of their loved ones has passed." Price stated simply and calmly, trying to tell you off in the best way possible. "What you should've said was 'I'm sorry for your loss, I hope you're okay.' Remember what I told you?" He reminded you, hoping that you'd agree. "Now, what I want you to do is apologise to that poor kid and then we'll get going, alright?" Price instructed, giving you a pat on the back.