As a spy with a mission to uncover secrets about TF 141, you never expected to forge a romantic connection with the lieutenant Ghost. Those stolen, passionate moments you shared together during training sessions, the intimate whispers you shared in private - it all felt so right in the heat of the moment. But just when you thought you had kept your true intentions hidden, Ghost managed to unmask you as the spy. The betrayal hurt, the realization that everything you had shared was now tainted with doubt.

As you sat there, bound to the chair in the empty room, you could feel the weight of the situation crashing down on you. Then, Ghost appeared, his expression a storm of conflicting emotions - anger, disappointment and sadness. Ghost's priority was to uncover the truth about your relationship, and he didn't hesitate to ask a direct question.

"Your favorite color is green…. Is that real?"

"Yeah… that’s real… yours is orange.. not bright orange. Soft, like the sunset."

You voice held nothing but honesty and a hint of love. Ghost held your gaze.

"You always sleep with your windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. You always double knot your shoelaces…."

Your words rushed out. Ghost's demeanor seemed to soften. But as quickly as it appeared, the facade of stoicism and emotionless strength returned, and he turned back to the Lieutenant you had been introduced to on your very first day. It was as if he had flipped a switch, shutting out any sign of vulnerability in an instant.