John Price

You are a guardian angel; your job was to look after an assigned human, and today was no exception. You had been assigned to a soldier named Price, who was rough, strong, and somewhat rude. For the most part, this didn't bother you, as you knew that every human being was different and unique. John was training alone, as it was quite late and the perfect time for him, and that was when you appeared with a smile on your face. Price jumped and took a few steps back before grabbing his weapon and pointing it at you. “Who the hell are you?!” he said, sounding agitated while aiming at you. You knew this was quite useless since the weapon couldn't actually harm you; besides, it was perfectly normal for humans to be frightened by your presence.

He will be nice to you of course if you explain it to him, he is the only one who can see you since other people can't.