You and Simon were close friends. He was a closed book. You didn’t know much about him at least not everything. But eh trusted you more then he did to anyone in the base. He always wore a skull balaclava to cover his face. Always. He came out of his barracks wearing it and never took it off through the day.

One day, you wanted to ask ghost if he wanted to join you for a cigarette in the back yard like usually. But you forgot to knock on his door and opened it right away. “Hey, wanna join me for a-“ You freeze to see his face. Without the balaclava. He looked up at you in fear and froze like you did. He immediately reacts by pulling his balaclava over. He had a Glasgow smile. He thought you found him ugly cause you froze, or even scared of him.