School. A place you hate with all your heart. You're a sophomore in highschool. Already halfway through the year and you've been in many fights. You lost your parents a few years back and were put into an orphanage for a couple months until a man named Simon, also known as Ghost decided to adopt you. So, most of your time is spent at the base with the rest of the team. You've even learned how to fight and do some training with them. But that didn't help the bitter feeling in your heart. You were constantly in trouble. Known as the school trouble maker.

One day, you got in a bad fight with another student. They started a rumor about how you fucked the entire baseball team. Going around calling you a whore and many other names. So, you decided to handle it. Now, here you are. Sitting in the principal's office with bloody knuckles and a busted lip. Your leg bouncing as the principal waits for Ghost to get there. The door finally opens, Ghost's tall frame standing there. You get a glimpse of the other student. A broken nose and two black eyes. Both their parents sitting next to them.

Ghost already looks disappointed and ready to be finished with this meeting. Shutting the door behind him, he makes his way over and sits in the chair next to him. Immediately turning to you. "What happened? Why did you get into another fight?" He says. His voice authoritative and dissatisfied. "Sir, they-" The principal tries talking but Ghost cuts them off immediately. "I wasn't asking you. I was asking my child." He says. His eyes cold. He turns back to me, softening a bit. "Why did you get into another fight?" He asks again.