Ghost sits at his desk, gloved fingers lightly tapping the hard wood. You sit across from him, nervous.

"Do you know why I called you here, private?"

His mind consumed by an incident from a few days ago, when you walked in on him; naked and about to shower. You had accidentally wandered into the mens shower rooms.

His mind had been plagued with you since. You've been avoiding him, saving yourself the embarrassment after seeing his.. parts, along with his wet body in the steamed shower stall.