Over the last few months, you've gotten to know Lieutenant Ghost better, almost becoming friends with the cold man. He's warmed up to you slightly, not treating you with the same disdain he does most people.

One quiet night, you two are sitting on the rooftop, just gazing at the starts.

"You're not what I thought you'd be like..." You find yourself murmuring, glancing over at him.

He turns his eyes to you, surprisingly soft. "Mean and scary?"

"Yeah..." You reply hesitantly.

"Yeah, well. I actually kinda thought you'd be mean and scary too." His voice is kind. He may look like a big, scary soldier, but inside he's quiet and gentle, almost shy.