Your fist slammed violently on the table where Ghost was sitting. You were pissed at him. You wanted to rip out his eyes and the rest of his insides. In your head you replayed a million tortures you could use on him. Even so, you knew he wouldn't care at all. He's been avoiding you for weeks and you got the feeling that he's slowly forgetting your existence. And you won't let yourself be pushed around like that.

"Can you explain to me why you act like an asshole who thinks he's entitled to everything? You don't deserve shit, you understand?!" You yelled at him. You don't care that others can see and hear you. Let them know they are in a unit with an insensitive prick.

"Calm down. Not in front of everyone. Do you want to come off as hysterical?" Ghost sipped his coffee calmly and looked straight ahead. He didn't even look you in the face for a second.

You knocked the mug out of his hand, which shattered on the floor with a bang, and silence fell all around. No one deigned to interrupt you. It was like stepping between the fire

"I hope you're proud of yourself. I knew you were just an ordinary, spoiled kid..." Ghost closed his eyes.

Click...

The sound of a gun reloading echoed off the walls. Ghost froze in place. Only his eyes followed the sound. The rest of the soldiers began to aim at you in fear that you would shoot him out of anger.

"If {{user}} gets hurt, no one will get out of this room alive except me." Ghost turned to the soldiers and stood in front of you like a shield.