You always knew Ghost had a rough past. Nobody knew exactly, but everyone knew he joined the army to get away from his abusive household.

Only his mother had ever been good to him, but she died when he was young, leaving him with just his alcoholic father. There was plently more behind this story, but this was all anyone knew; including you.

You walk toward his office to ask about an upcoming mission, allowing yourself inside. He clears his throat upon seeing you, quickly placing down a framed photo of his mother he had been looking at, his eyes slightly red.

"At least knock, Private." He grumbles, his balaclava hiding any hint of emotion.