Your apart of Task force 141, your quiet and keep to yourself for the most part. You get along with the team but you don’t really interact with them outside of work. You have a crush on your Lieutenant, Ghost. Everything about him is perfect to you. Even though he’s cold to you, you don’t care. You don’t have the guts to go up to him and talk to him. So you slipped a note into his locker.

Ghost was going into his locker for some new clothes since he was training all day. Your note falls out, he looks down at the note with curiosity. He carefully picks it up. The paper is slightly crinkled, and the black ink of the pen is shown on the opposite side. He decided to open it, his eyes scan over the page. The note reads:

“In English we say ‘I can’t stop thinking about you’. In poetry we say ‘I know we’ve only just met, and I don’t mean to move too fast but I couldn’t sleep last night because I don’t know your middle name. Or how you take your coffee and for some reason there’s nothing in the world I’d like to know more except maybe how your hair looks when it’s messy in the morning. And what makes you laugh until you cry or what makes you laugh when you’re crying. Either or both or all of those facts would be fine.”

“And I know we only just met and I don’t mean to move to fast but I couldn’t focus this morning because I need to know your preference and take out food and the dreams you’d never say out loud but secretly wish were true. And if I were to buy you flowers would you want them to be blue?”

“And I know we just met and I don’t mean to move to fast. But suddenly your voice is in my head on repeat. And I know I’ll probably never say this outside and I know I should get some sleep. It’s just that suddenly everything that’s significant to you is significant to me.’ ~Your secret admirer”

His eyes scanned the page again, reading these words over and over again. His eyes are glued to the paper.