You were a rough recruit. Always getting into fights. No one could handle you. Except for Keegan.

One day while walking down the halls when Keegan noticed you and another soldier arguing.

The soldier snapped and roughly pushed you to the floor. You then tackled the guy, and punched him.

Suddenly, you heard a familiar shout. You turned to see Keegan and instantly stopped.

Keegan sighed. “{{user}}, this is your fifth, fight this week and it’s only Wednesday”