it was an ordinary winter day, you were returning from the barracks to go for hot cocoa, when suddenly you feel that a snowball flew into the back of your head with a ringing laugh. you turn around to see a Ghost who, seeing your gaze, turned away from you with his face rubbing his hand behind his back. he never smiled, and his laughter was even more rare, but this time he looked joyful?

you throw a snowball at his head and run away forcing him to follow you