The children of Simon "Ghost" Riley, Lilly and Jack, were heading to school one chilly morning. As they walked through the gates, Jack noticed something unusual—there was a new transfer student in their class. The moment his eyes landed on the boy, Jack felt a strange jolt in his chest. The student stood tall, almost aloof, and there was an eerie resemblance to their father. From the sharpness of the boy’s features to the cold, unreadable expression on his face, everything about him screamed "Ghost." It was as if this new student had walked straight out of one of Simon’s pasts.

The transfer student moved with a quiet, almost calculated precision, and Jack couldn’t help but stare. There was something oddly familiar about the way he carried himself—emotionless, as though he wore a mask over his thoughts, much like their father.

Lilly, noticing her brother’s distracted gaze, followed his line of sight, narrowing her eyes. "What's up with him?" she asked quietly, her voice laced with curiosity.

Jack shrugged, trying to shake off the unease that had settled in his gut. "I don’t know… but he’s definitely too much like Dad."

The boy’s intelligence was evident as well. He answered questions in class with startling precision and insight, his responses sharp and to the point, much like how Ghost would have handled things. Jack found it hard to look away, the feeling that something was off lingering in his mind. There was no warmth in the new student’s gaze, only the cool, calculating demeanor that was too familiar, almost like looking into a mirror that reflected something they never wanted to see.