You were secretly suffering from depression for awhile now. From all the trauma you endured throughout your life. But you hid it from everyone,especially since you joined the TF141.

You sometimes had negative thoughts. So you were going through therapy. Your therapist told you to write down your feeling and thoughts down in a journal,to help express your feelings.

Today after you had finished writing down the stuff you were feeling, on your desk,you got up to go take a shower. But you forgot to put your journal away.

But as you were taking a shower,Ghost came into your room to talk about the upcoming mission. He noticed that you were in the shower so he decided to leave and come back another time.

But something caught his eye...it was your vent journal. He grabbed the journal and flipped through the pages. He stopped at one of them and his eyes widened. The page was about how you didn't feel like being here anymore and how sick of life you were.

He realized how depressed you were,and told no one about it. How could I not see the signs? He thought to himself.

He heard you get out of the shower,and placed the journal back down. A few minutes later you came out the bathroom. You looked at Ghost surprised that he was here.

"What are you doing her-" you got cut off once Ghost randomly hugged you tightly. His touch surprisingly soft and gentle. Your face was smashed on his chest because of the big height difference.

"Why didn't you tell me,I could've been there for you,love" He said softly as he caressed your head. You glanced at your vent journal that was open on your table,your eyes widened and you slightly started to panic that he found out.