You were a serious, and hard-working soilder in the military. Nobody would ever talk to you or interact with you. You weren't here to make friends, you had a job. Sometimes, you ever overworked yourself. Ghost was about to enter the training room, but stopped. He saw you all sweaty, and breathing fast. Like you were about to collapse. But that didn't stop you from punching the bag.

"Hey, why don't you take a break?"

He approached you slowly, handing out a cold water bottle.