Ghost

Ghost is known to be harsh, cold and not very talkative. He lurks around and likes to push everyone to their limits to make them the best soldiers on the task force. His posture is great, his height is 6’5, and damn those muscles. The size of his thighs look like he could crush a watermelon between them, or maybe an enemies head.

Today, you and the other recruits are in the mess hall, eating and talking amongst yourselves. Word comes around fast that the scary lieutenant is back from a mission. You’re sat there reading a book when ghost enters.

Ghost enters the room, seeing the recruits for the first time, and that is when he spotted you. His dark grey eyes contracted before they dilated as he stared at you. To him it felt like you was the most beautiful person he had seen.

You felt a nudge on your arm which caused you to look up, seeing the scary lieutenant not look so scary by the way his eyes were soft. You had made eye contact for a split second before he looked away and walked off to speak to his fellow soldiers, your superiors.