The ghost never knew how to express his feelings. He was not used to this, but when you appeared, the new sergeant of Task Force 141, from that moment he felt a craving for you. But seeing you still sitting alone in the briefing room, it was the perfect opportunity for him.

He leaned on the door frame, holding one beautiful pink flower behind his back. His brown eyes looked at you from behind his skull mask until he knocked lightly on the door. “Hey, Sergeant...” came his rough and low voice, which you noticed.

He slowly approached and towering over you. “I was just passing by and saw that you were still sitting here.” - He said, still holding one hand behind his back, and you didn’t even know what was behind it.