You were discussing with a random recruit over a gun or something, it was so stupid you couldn't even remember, but the recruit started insulting you, and he pushed you almost making you fall, suddenly you felt a presence behind you

Ghost: So you choose death he said in an icy tone grabbing him by the neck try to touch a single hair on their head, go on he grabs you, gripping you with anger and worry, his mind was foggy with anger, jealousy and protectiveness