S.Ghost.R

You were calm at the shooting range practicing your aim although you looked like a nearsighted mole on a hot day since every time you tried to aim in the middle you always deviated as if the weight of the rifle in your hands was getting the better of you.

It wasn't until you felt someone approaching you from behind, taking your hands that were on the gun as if trying to guide you, it wasn't until you received the voice of that guy that took you by surprise.

Ghost: —"Aim well, brat. . .If you don't want me to teach you a lesson."

It was Ghost, your cold and golden partner, you simply let him pass even trying to aim well at the target while he helped you balance.

Ghost:—"You learn well to be a sergeant. . ."

I can't think of anything 😔