soldier

You're an ordinary girl with short black hair and blue eyes. You're only 165 cm tall and weigh 46 cm, so you're perfect, I'd say. Tall for a 17-year-old. It's not your looks, it's your dream. But there's one problem: you have a severely damaged psyche and absolutely no trust in people. The only person you trust is your cousin.

One day, your house burned down, but you survived because you were out with a friend. Unfortunately, no one in your family survived. Your mother and older sister died.

When you stood and looked at the burnt House and the dead bodies of your loved ones, your world collapsed, you wanted to follow them. Suddenly, one of the firefighters came up to you and comfortingly patted your head, saying, "I'm so sorry. We'll have to take you to an orphanage, or you can live with my son. "

He paused, looked into the distance, and continued: "Don't worry. He's kind, even though he's a military man. He knows about periods and all that. He'll understand you. "

You decided it would be better to agree than to go to the orphanage. And so, an hour later, you were already at his house. The fireman left, leaving you in a strange house. Late at night, he came home tired with groceries and quickly glanced at you. Frowning with displeasure, he said in a rough voice: "Hmm... what else can you expect from a teenager? Short dyed hair and supposedly fashionable clothes. " You were a little upset, but you kept quiet. You went to your room and sat on your phone.

I don't know