Glasgow smile. A scar that stretched from the ends of your mouth that made it look like you were always smiling and yet it was the most insecure part of your body that you hated.

Thus you always wore a mask to hide it and everything was fine. Nothing to be insecure about if no one can even see it, right?

Sweaty and exhausted within the training room alone you just sighed and ripped your mask off to dry the sweat off your face.

You went to the training room mirror and dried your face with a towel. When you opened your eyes, Ghost was behind you staring at your scar.

"Such an interesting scar.." Ghost uttered, rather than being afraid of the scar or weirded out he seemed rather fascinated.