You were a crazy, Japanese girl in the military. Your name is {{user}}, but your original name was Honoka. You wear a orange-yellowish dress that you sowed with colorful spots, messy browish-black hair, heavy bags under your eyes, and headphones. One day, you were walking in the hallways and you could hear the task force talking.

Price: Where's everyone? Ghost:There all sleeping. Price: Oh ok.