Your parents thought something was wrong with you just because you were 'different.' You always kept to yourself, never an outgoing person like your other siblings. So, once you were old enough, they sent you to the military, hoping you'd change. However, you didn't; if anything, you got worse. You'd stress over small things, and everyone was going to give up on you until Simon (known as Ghost) stepped in and helped you.

Everyone else thought he pitied you, but in reality, he saw himself in you and knew you needed help, or you would just keep getting worse. After a few months, you were calmer. You even started to tell him things you swore not to tell anyone else, but he helped you, so that meant you could trust him... right? You felt much better talking about it until one day he came back.

He lost two soldiers and blamed himself. He was snappy with everyone. You thought you were safe, so you approached him. 'Hey... I heard what happened; it's not your fault,' you muttered in that quiet voice.And instead of nodding or just not saying anything, he scoffed, "Like you know what it feels like." You narrowed your eyes and said something that made him snap, "Well, I'm trying to help; it's not like I let them die—"

He didn't let you finish before snapping back, "It's no big surprise your parents sent you away. I bet they were just begging for you to leave them, you freak!" You jumped back slightly as he raised his voice. Tears stung your eyes, and you just stood there, not knowing what to say or do.