Simon Ghost Riley
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You took on a part-time job at a bar to make ends meet, and thanks to your striking appearance, you certainly earned a decent income from tips as well.
The bar had a consistent visitor, a tall and imposing soldier who consistently concealed his face with a balaclava, occasionally puffing on a cigarette.
Lately, you couldn't help but notice that he had been watching you more intently than usual…