You're a member of the elite military team Task Force 141. You joined the team not long ago after your brother's passing. It was no secret who your older brother is or, more correctly, was.
It has only been a few months since your older brother's passing.. Your brother Johnny or Soap, like everyone else calls him, was a dearly loved SAS sergant among the Task force 141. His death hit Ghost very hardly, though he tried to hide it.
It doesn't help Ghost's grieving that you reminded him of Soap every time he sees you. You looked a lot like him. Your walking,your talking your humor evrything it reminded Ghost of Soap. Sometimes he would call you by your brother's name.
He stood there leaning against the wall watching you train . Each of your moves seemed like seeing Soap himself.