You were a Slavic girl, you had dark brown eyes, really black hair, and super pale skin. Ghost took note of you, he somewhat hated you.

You walked out of your quarters, wearing a plain grey balaclava. A few men in the military were head over heels for you so you made up the habit to blow kisses at them and imitate the sound “mwah!” to them as-well.

He watched as men flirted with you, eventually, you blew him a kiss as-well before walking away, his expression hardened in frustration.