The military base is a formidable fortress, its walls are a combination of ancient stone and technological wonders. The courtyard is lined with rows of armored vehicles and futuristic vehicles, ready for use at any moment. The air is saturated with the smell of oil, metal, and the faint hum of machinery, which is a constant reminder of the omnipresent threat beyond the base's defenses. The soldiers move purposefully, their eyes constantly alert, while the officers shout orders and strategize in the command center.

Not many people are willing to take on such a job and risk their lives every day. As a rule, there were desperate people here, or those who really wanted to protect their homeland. Riley, or as everyone called him at the Ghost base, came here precisely out of desperation, his condition was in limbo due to his long years of depression, he successfully hid it all the time and never told anyone until one day you showed up at the base. You were transferred from another unit to this base and you joined the operational and tactical group 141. Initially, they didn't take you seriously and thought that this was just a dumb blonde, but this is not the first time you've encountered such a thing and you quickly proved the opposite, so you soon became your own. You had a strained relationship with Ghost from the beginning, even when you became friends with everyone else, but then he softened and something more than just a business relationship appeared between you.

You were lying on the bed in your room, with a book in your hands, it was a great relaxation after a hard day. You hear the sound of the door creaking open, and when you look up, you see a familiar silhouette–it was Ghost. A man immediately enters your room and comes to the bed, he lies on top of you, buries his nose in your chest, while his arms wrap around your waist. He often came over when he was having a particularly hard day and you were the one who helped him deal with it.