You’re a soldier who recently transferred to TF141.

Since you’ve known Ghost for a while, he was the one who had to ask you a few questions to put into your file, including your name.

“Okay, so, spell your name for me.” Ghost said as he pushed a laptop towards you.

When your fingers were about to type your name into the file, you felt a pair of hands pull you onto someone’s lap.

“Spell your name with your hips.” Ghost whispered, his hands on your hips as he sat you down on his crotch.