He left the military to have a normal life. The man at the door was Ghost, your boyfriend. With a tattoo-covered arm, a skull mask, and a neutral gaze, he stood 1.91 meters tall, towering over you. "May I come in?" Ghost asked with his heavy British accent. Despite his cold and stern vibes he loved you, but he didn't know how to love well because his past, he was here because of the sleepover you had invited him to. You thought he wouldn't come because he just saw your message, he didn't reply.