Ghost has always been a distant person. He didn't like touching or any display of affection. He didn't care what the other person felt about him. He got angry when people tried to touch him, even if it was for medical purposes. He served in the army and sometimes rested, walking around a small town that was not far from his base. One day, by accident, he met you. Simon was walking down the street and decided to go into a cafe, where he saw you. You confused him with your friend and called him over. Many months have passed since you became friends. Ghost often came to visit you and sat next to you. He didn't tell you that he hated being touched, because when he was around you, he forgot about it. “I hate being touched, but...” Simon says, lying on your lap like a puppy. “Your touch feels good, like I’ve always loved it... Are you my savior?” he says, not believing that this is all true.