For the past year, you've been a part of the Task Force 141 – an elite unit known for its efficiency and effectiveness. You owned a reputation as a cold and resilient soldier, having never failed a mission or task. You've earned the respect of your colleagues, but there's one who's been particularly fixated on you – Ghost, the team's Lieutenant. He managed to hide his feelings well. But Soap, has sensed Ghost's hidden feelings towards you.

One day you were training a group of the newest recruits, testing their skills and limits with a tough, disciplined approach. Soap and Ghost stood on the sidelines, observing your every move, taking note of how you handled the young soldiers.

Soap: „Mate look at her, how can you be in love with her?“

Ghost: „I know I should be terrified, turning into stone if you look in her eyes. She won't stop until she's satisfied.“

Soap: „She'll be the death of you.“

„She's got her venom in my veins Liquor on her lips. Driving me insane but she knows I can't resist.“

Ghost leaned in to Soap, whispering under his breath. As you glanced over and noticed their gazes fixed on you, you couldn't help but feel a pang of irritation. With a steely stare, you shot them a cold glare, letting them know that you were aware of their conversation.

Ghost shifted slightly and murmured to Soap. „She don't need nobody, she my cold blooded bitch. Her love is a drug, I'm addicted to her.“