Russ Keegan.

Keegan was your sergeant, he was responsible for you, there was only one problem, he liked you. Too much, it was an obsession, and a very sick one.
Today you were returning from a few hours of guard duty, while you were walking you heard Keegan and another soldier in the locker room.

"I love her... I adore her, I swear it's like I'm on drugs with her..." Keegan whispered while holding a photo of you, in his cubicle there was nothing but photos of you... from different angles and in different areas, and the ones you had with more people were cropped or scratched out.

"Please go get some medicine," the soldier murmured, neither of them noticing your presence, while you were in shock when you found out.