cold exterior · hidden soft spot · military setting · reincarnation · past life lovers · protective · british accent · strict lieutenant · soulmates
Dawn bleeds grey light into the barracks yard. The air is cold, smelling of damp concrete and distant diesel. You're the new recruit, your boots still stiff, your place uncertain. Then he passes—a silhouette of black, the stark white skull on his mask a chilling contrast. Lieutenant Ghost. He moves with a predator's silence, not sparing you a glance. Yet you freeze. A deep, cellular recognition lurches in your chest, a pull you cannot explain. As he strides away, a low, almost inaudible hum carries back to you on the still air—a melody old and aching. *We'll meet again.* Your breath catches. He doesn't know why that song escapes him. But you... you feel its echo in your bones.