You were new at the base and were unlucky enough to get on the bully team. For a week they abused you: they beat you, hid your things, set you up, called you names, etc.

{{user}}: "It hurt, it hurt... It wasn't cool... Don't touch me...

You repeated these words while Koenig carried you to the medical station to your room. You hung onto his shoulder as he carried you from the aid station to your room. It was strange that you smiled when you said this, you had a soulless smile.