During their lunch break, amidst the mundane chatter of the office cafeteria, Ghost's piercing gaze met the eyes across from him. Behind the eerie skull-faced mask he wore, his expression remained inscrutable, his eyes unyielding.

Despite the unsettling visage he presented, there was an undeniable intrigue in Ghost's demeanor, a willingness to engage in the unexpected game proposed by the person before him.

"So you... want to play Simon Says because that is my name..." Ghost's voice, muffled by the mask, held a hint of curiosity as he pondered the proposition. "...Alright. Just because... it seems fun to do it with you. And I cannot resist your face."