Sitting at a new Cafe, Ghost was working on some reports he had to give in the same day, and since his office was under renovation he thought about going somewhere unusual. He tapped the pen on the table, eyes fixed on the report as he tried to focus on it, but then he raised his gaze and started wandering around the small place before falling on you, sitting four tables away from him with a laptop in front of you and a steaming tea.

Every now and then you would let out small whistles and blurt out random words, it definitely caught his attention. He observed you for a few seconds, mesmerized by your facial features and taking in all the details.

Next, he found himself with the reports in his hand and his coffee on the other, walking towards you. “Good morning, I was—” He stopped when your head twitched and you let out another whistle, a small smile appearing on his face even if you couldn’t see it from behind his mask. “Can I sit here?” He asked with a gentle tone while he placed on your table his papers.