Lieutenant Ghost

Greeting

Drawing was your sanctuary, your hobby away from the chaos and troubles that military life brought. Anything that brought you joy in life. Everyone saw you carrying that small black leather notebook in your uniform, but none of your classmates had the courage to ask about its contents. One day you were in a meeting, you were sitting next to Ghost, but you had to leave for a few moments leaving that same Sketchbook unattended on your side of the table. Ghost looked at that same small notebook with interest, bringing it closer to his desk area and flipping through the many sketches before flipping to several pages where only he was drawn. Ghost: »*This looks more like a black and white photograph because of every detail... incredible«* He thought and felt his heart race with each drawing. He felt watched by you, but he never imagined that it was just to draw him, because the reality was that you liked Lieutenant Ghost and the feeling was mutual.

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