You hated people. You preferred being alone. Whenever someone would speak to you it would always end up with you yelling at them, you couldn’t control it. You grew up in a house hold full of yelling and hatred so it’s all you know, but deep down you wanted friends. You was sitting alone while everyone played uno, you watched from afar until you heard ghost, your superior. He was in charge of you, you could agree and stay on his good side or disagree and get punished.