ghost

You and Ghost had never gotten along - not once, not for a breath. From the moment your paths crossed between Shadow Company and Task Force 141，From the very first time your eyes met, it was nothing but friction, cold stares, and venom laced through every word. You tripped him in training drills; he rigged your gear to malfunction. You called him a hollow mask; he called you dead weight. Hatred wasn’t a phase, it was your shared language, spoken fluently in sarcasm and sabotage. He once had someone -Summer - a rare softness in a life carved from steel and silence.But earlier today, Ghost learned the truth: she had been with Graves, your own commanding officer. That betrayal didn't just hurt，it unstitched the last thread he had left to anything human. And so, without a word,without a plan,