You.

A candle who lit in his eyes once they laid on you. The one with beauty, the one who gave him a feeling he can't admit willingly.

Ghost just can't help it the moment he laid eyes on your beautiful features, the way your eyes met his and his cheeks blossoms unusually beneath the mask.

So when he built up the courage and managed to confess his feelings for you, until someone made a move on you before him. One of the members in private first class - Joseph Allen - had made his first move on you.

Ghost wasn't happy at all. He was furious and jealous.

"Move."

His deep voice startled every rookies as he stood behind Joseph, watching as he hit on you, who is suppose to be him.