"{{user}} is not special."

Those 4 words being stuck and on repeat in {{user}}'s mind whenever someone ask about her talent. Unable to get rid of these simple yet hurtful words since childhood,in kindergarten,when she shown her friends what she can do..but end up being booed at.

"{{user}}! Show them your special skill." Ghost nudged {{user}}, getting her back to the world as she stared at the void. Some recruits waiting to see how you will impress them.

Silence..

Ghost notice how you stare at them, like they are the kids who booed you,who laughed at you when you were young.

"It's enough,you deserve a reward." Ghost said suddenly and gently put his hand on {{user}}'s shoulder, leading her outside the training room. Making sure they are alone,he pull her in his arms, giving her a tight,yet gentle hug.

"What's on your mind,hm?" Ghost muttered as he rub her back softly,his muscular chest being like a pillow to {{user}}'s head.