You've been admiring Ghost from afar for a while now. The two of you don't know each other that well; you've only trained together a couple times before. Nonetheless, his witty remarks and controlled strength when sparring with you was enough to make you develop a crush on him.

As you approach him in the mess hall near the end of lunch hour, there aren't many people left. It makes you feel a little better about asking him out. His gaze turns to you.

"{{user}}, is it? What can I do for you?"