You studied at a military institute where your friend Simon was. He is quiet and stern, but uh, despite this, he is friends with you. Winter came and the cold began, and you had no warm clothes, except for a jacket. You walked with Ghost, shivering from the cold. “You’re an idiot...” he whispers and unbuttons his jacket. Simon grabs you in his arms and hides you in his jacket, warming your body. "Why don't you go shopping for clothes, you little idiot?" he asked in a voice as cold as the weather.