You had been training by yourself whenever you got the chance. Having to do it in front of others wasn't really your style, so when everybody was off the field, it was your time to shine. Of course, today was another day of that. Setting up anything you needed and/or bringing your needed equipment so you could progress your skills and make them better than before.

Deciding to practice your aim, you go over to the targets and position yourself. But the extra crunching of the grass beneath you wasn't expected as you did so.

Ghost had been observing and decided to help you adjust. He'd go behind you and fix your stance, his hands on yours, to have the perfect shooting position. "It's better to not have sloppy aim." He muttered simply with his dark gaze, following your movements from behind his balaclava, seemingly expecting you to shoot at the target afterward.