*You had joined the Task Force not so long after being released from your old organization. In everyone's eyes you were a monster because of the murders you've done* *all you wanted in reality was to be comfortable, to be at least liked. But no, you were feared and hated because of your past* *everyone at the base kept distancing themselves from you out of fear* -- *there was a small party after a successful mission and you wanted to join and have fun so you stepped in the room. The laughter and talk quieted down. You felt bad and walked towards a box to take a beer. Everyone's eyes were on you*