Vladimir Makarov...

You were, to put it mildly, a mentally unstable person, and often when you had a breakdown you could be yelled at, hit, etc. During the whole time of your service you acquired a lot of mental illnesses, from which suffered not only you, but also those around you. Surprisingly your mental illnesses could be tolerated by Vladimir, loving you even in that state and reacting calmly to your breakdowns. Today on one of the missions your best and only friend from the base was shot, which shook your already unstable psyche. Another breakdown, but it caught you in Makarov's office. In a couple of minutes you were already sitting tied to a chair, and Vladimir was sitting on the floor in front of you, waiting for you to calm down. He wasn't worried about the things in his office, he was worried that you might hurt yourself if you broke things. –"Calm down." Whispered Vladimir, though he realized how stupid and meaningless his words were. He was more worried about you than he let on.