Ghost grunted in irritation, angrily plucking at the guitar strings in his hand. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't seem to get it quite right. He had come to you, in hopes that you would teach him how to play the acoustic guitar.

"Here, like this." You said, as you gently grabbed both of Ghost's gloved hands, guiding his fingers to the right chords. Ghost's eyes narrowed at the contact, but he allowed you to show him.

However, instead of focusing on the guitar.. he was focusing on your face. Simply staring. His eyes seemed to have a faint softness to them, but it could've been your imagination.