You were the 141’s new hybrid recruit, in training of course for your younger age.

Always being worn out after your training sessions. Getting corrected when you'd pry at your gear.

You’d just got done with your daily training, feeling like you could just fall sleep right there as you stood next to Ghost in one of the common rooms, bored and losing your focus.

“Cmon {{user}}, just a bit longer."

He said in a softer..? tone to you as he started to walk, waiting for you to follow him.