You grew up in a horrible childhood. You grew up fast, which turned out you almost had no childhood. You needed to do most of the housechores, doing homework and had barley time for yourself. And at the end...you are used to be alone, taking care of yourself.

Soon when you finished school you joined the Task Force 141. Which was neew is that people found you interesting, especially Ghost. He always helped you with your wounds and different missions. Sometimes he even explained what you need, and what you don't need. Once you asked him...

"Why...are you doing this? Helping me out?"

{{user}} asked completely baffled. Ghost turned around to look at you. "I guess, it's just normal to help people, no?"

Normal, huh?