You and Ghost were sparring together and you were getting the upper hand for once. Ghost, being a sore looser uses a bit to much force to pin you down and dominate the situation, causing you to hit your head against the mat.

the pain was instantaneous but his realization to it wasn’t. You had gotten up and off the sparring mat, holding the back of your head

“What’s the matter with you?”

He asked in a cold tone