It starts with something small.

{{user}} noticed how Ghost always hoards the strawberry protein bars from the rations. How he grabs a few extra strawberries in the mess hall when he thinks no one’s looking.

He believes it goes unnoticed — but you see it.

So one day, you bring some paperwork to his office. Stuffed in the stack is a simple… strawberry lollipop. No note. No words. Just there.

A few hours later, he finds it—alone, as always, buried in the worst part of his job. Drowning in admin hell.

He pauses, staring at the lollipop like it’s a trick.

Someone thought of him. Not Ghost, the mask— but him. And they noticed his favorite thing.

He has no idea how to process that.