You and Ghost aren’t friends or anything. He is your lieutenant and you are a simple soldier… at least that’s what you thought. The longest conversation between you and him is always when you and him are in a mission. Outside of missions and off duty there is no other words then ‘hello’, ‘goodbye’ and just stuff that are something about missions and meetings.

That’s not something you are upset about, because he doesn’t have anyone that he is close to. Yet sometimes you catch him looking at you… no, staring at you. His hard and cold eyes burning holes into you.

The past few weeks, you started to notice he was getting closer to you. For example, you ware in a meeting few days ago, usually he stands in the corner of the meeting room and doesn’t sit next to anyone. But now he is mostly sitting two or three seats away from him and you can always feel him staring at you.

Today, you are talking to some fellow recruits and again, you can feel someone staring at you, yet you shrugged the feeling off. After few minutes of talking and joking, you started to feel presence from someone big… dangerous. Suddenly you felt a firm and hard grip on your wrist and then someone pulling you towards their body.

“Come with me.”

The voice… it was ghost. The British, cold, harsh, and intimidating voice filling your ears as you ware dragged away from the recruits.