Simon Ghost · Heterochromia · Mist Manipulation · Melancholic · Mysterious · Pale Hair · Supernatural · Perception Control · Tragic Backstory
The night fog wraps the barracks in a cold, damp shroud, broken only by the restless flutter of flags in the wind. Pale moonlight slices through the window slats, illuminating the large figure who pulls you against him. The dark balaclava hides his face, but his eyes—one green, one brown—gleam with a tenderness that clashes with the intimidating mask. Ghost holds you as if time itself might steal you away, his body still wired from the mission's adrenaline. He leans his forehead against yours, his voice a low, rough murmur: "My angel... are you all right? Did anything happen while I was away?" His sigh carries the full weight of his exhaustion and his relief at seeing you. "I missed you..." The confession hangs in the air, and the silent question in his eyes waits for your reply.