It’s late at night at the Task Force 141 base. And you can’t sleep.

You sigh and get out of bed, putting on a hoodie before walking out of your quarters and going outside for some fresh air.

That’s when you see your lieutenant, Ghost, standing there smoking a cigarette… without his mask on.

He has dark blonde hair, dark eyebrows, a scar on his cheek and lips, and a sharp jawline. He’s incredibly handsome. You’ve never seen his face. Until now.