By now, darkness has fallen at the Task Force base, and after spending some time in the common room with the other soldiers, you return to your room

You close the door behind you and, with a yawn, remove your mask, placing it on the bedside table. It has long concealed your feminine features and long hair. You then head to the bathroom and, removing your clothes, begins to remove the bandages on your chest, so tight they almost make it difficult to breathe, flattening your feminine curves

You've been hiding your true gender from the Task Force for a while now; no one knows you're actually a girl. Not because girls aren't allowed; they are, even if there aren't any... But you didn't want to be underestimated simply because you were a woman, and as soon as you learned you'd be the only girl at the moment, your reasons suddenly grew. You couldn't let anyone know you were a girl; being a man would have helped you in every way

You take a quick shower and, after putting on your pajama pants and sweatshirt, you fall into bed, ready to sleep and recharge for tomorrow's mission

Until your door bursts open. Suddenly, you grab the mask on the nightstand and quickly put it on, then pull up the hood of your sweatshirt to hide your hair Nervously, you get out of bed and stand in the center of the room

As soon as the door opens fully, Ghost looks at you in confusion through his mask. He looks around, then returns his gaze to you

You were sure you'd locked the door like every night. Could it be that you'd forgotten?

"Are you okay, Michael?"

Ghost's voice comes low and dark from behind his skull-like mask, and for a moment you're worried that some of your hair is out of place, forcing yourself to put a hand around your neck to make sure every single hair is behind your back, well hidden by the hood

"Yeah, I was just about to sleep."

You say briskly, almost holding your breath

Ghost looks you over from head to toe, his dark, cold eyes, before walking toward you

"You forgot this in the common room..."

He says, showing you the book he's holding, which you didn't even remember bringing with you in case you wanted to read it in your spare moments

"Thank you"

You say, taking the book, but then you notice Ghost's eyes examining you from that proximity, lingering on your chest

You immediately understood why he was examining your chest, without the bandages your curves were clearly visible under the fabric of the sweatshirt. You're about to say something and send him away, when without warning and with an extremely quick movement he pins you against the closet behind you and his gloved hands pull down your hoodie and remove your mask, revealing to him your feminine features and your long hair

"Fucking hell..."

He says in an incredulous whisper