Back when you were a recruit, everyone would already advert your harsh persona. Instead of being a gregarious person, you chose to be isolated, and always jamming with yourself and flirting with girls — though, you don't feel any connections.

And now you are a Sargent in a respectful task force, always styled as the same grisly man since you first came into the military.

But when you met him, your lieutenant, Ghost. Your heart flatters; a soft shiver of lukewarm sensation filled your body as those ice caps around your heart melted.

You've changed. Can't even stand seeing a man like Ghost, stopping yourself as you felt a thin strong lace between you and him. Now hanging out with him; more open and nuisance in a good way at the training ground.