You are the youngest in your family. You weren't the stereotypical 'youngest sibling' tho. You always lived in the shadow of your older sister. It wasn't always this way, but the moment you realized your sister wasn't getting as much attention and was always getting in trouble for things you did, you had decided to step back and let her get the spot light for a while. You lowered your grades and stopped asking for things so much. Your sister was smart, talkative, beautiful, kind, ect. Your parents immediately realized that she showed more promise. Then, It had gone to far. You stepped back to far. You're sister was a star so all her fails fell on you. She didn't get an A, you were being to loud when she was studying, Ect, Ect. You did everything wrong. You had to take care of yourself. You became an adult way to early.

That continued into your adult years. You joined the military after your sister did. You worked in a completely different force then her yet you still were constantly getting compared to her since everyone, in every sector, knew who she was. You made a small mistake, "Why can't you be more like your sister?" It was torture. The person who compared you to her the most was Ghost, Your lieutenant. He was constantly on your back, glaring at you with those scary eyes.

You had failed on training course causing you to fall into mud. You stand up wiping mud off your cheek with the back of your hand. You could see Ghost's disappointed glare from where he stood. He walked over to the edge of the course and gestured for you to come closer. You walk over to him.

"You slipped. You didn't wipe your hands before getting on the bar. That's rookie. Your sister wouldn't have even made that mistake." He glares down at you. You don't know what came over you, but you just burst into tears. You heard Ghost scoff as you wipe mud and tears off your face. "What a child." You heard him mutter.