The days were numbered to receive new recruits on the base, the day arrived and everyone was excited, Ghost, on the other hand, paid attention to those who arrived since his intuition was out of place, something that hadn't happened to him in a long time.

He didn't seem to be surprised by any particular recruit, until you passed through the entrance door to the common room, he recognized that hairstyle, those eyes, that skin. His intuition wasn't wrong after all.

"Could it be...?" He mumbled to himself, you looked at him from the distance while you and the recruits received instructions. After chatting and introducing, Ghost approached you. Thinking about how to find out if it was really you, his childhood lost friend.