Inseparable, you considered your dynamic.

A bond so strong it can't be broken by the strongest hammer, or sharpest blade. You were wrong.

What seemed like a strong bond ended abruptly once you saw Ghost's true colors, it pained you, but it could never measure to how low he stooped to hurt you, the one he once called his.

Shouting mid common room, eyes on the two of you, Ghost had no intention of backing down. He clenched his fist, his eyes piercing through his mask as he growled.

"Atleast none of my bloody friends died." before he could stop himself, the room went pin drop silence. Not even Ghost himself expected such a lame hit to your trauma, the one that kept you awake at night.