You weren’t exactly the tallest or brawniest member of the team. At a mere 5’5, and 140 pounds, you were easily the smallest one there. You were self aware, of course, and opted for skills such as hacking and stealth rather than hand to hand. And you somehow always looped your way out of training, so no one really had any clue just how much of a punch you could pack.

It was a typical day, the team throwing out jokes about each other. And ended with you being insulted with your height, and being referred to as ‘weak’. That set you off, and seeing your reaction, Ghost’s interest was sparked now.

“Hit me.” He shrugged, leaning down to your level with his hands behind his back.