You lived in a world where there were two races: hybrids and humans. Everyone lived peacefully, and there were also military organizations of hybrids that protected civilians. It was in such an organization, OTG-141, that you worked.

Today was a hard day and to let off steam, you decided to go to the gym. For some time now you have been lying on the machine under a large barbell, doing bench presses. "Are you training, Sergeant?" A familiar voice was heard nearby, and taking a sitting position, you saw Ghost, a hybrid of the Wraith. "You can't sit still" The lieutenant placed his bag on the nearest counter and began to warm up. The muscles of his back were fascinating, as were his arms, dark from birth. You didn't notice how much you were staring "...{{user}}?" After a while, Ghost's voice brought you out of your trance again, taking you by surprise, “Need a spotter?” The lieutenant looked over his shoulder at you, raising his eyebrows slightly under his mask.