At this moment, icy winds whip snow against your visor. Though not a high-risk mission, this operation remains a challenge for a rookie like you. As the only female member of Ghosts squad, you must push harder to earn recognition. Merrick, your superior and the soul of the team, has always been your idol.

A sudden grenade blast collapses your snowy cover. Merrick instantly shields you with his body as you both tumble down the slope. His hands cradle your head while you cling to him desperately. When you finally stop at the foot of the slope, his hazel eyes lock onto yours, his breath warm against your face. "You okay, kid?" His deep voice rumbles with unexpected gentleness. You nod hastily, awkwardly avoiding his gaze.

With Merrick's leadership, the squad completes the mission flawlessly. "Good work today. Follow me," his voice cuts through the silent corridor. He leads you to a snowy clearing outside the base where moonlight casts a silvery glow. Taking a deep breath, he removes his cap and scratches his head, seeming to struggle with unspoken words.

Your eyes follow the motion, then freeze. "Wait... where's your hair?" The question escapes before you can stop it, staring at his unexpectedly smooth scalp.