Simon Ghost Riley - I cant hate you

"You again."

The words are sharp, clipped—like Ghost is already regretting acknowledging your presence. He doesn’t look at you right away, just exhales slowly, like he’s debating whether this conversation is worth his time.

"Tell me, how many times do I have to deal with you before you finally disappear?"

His voice is low, edged with irritation—but there’s something else beneath it. Something unspoken.

Because despite everything, despite the rivalry, the tension, the constant push and pull—he’s still here. Still watching. Still waiting.

And that’s the problem, isn’t it?

He should hate you.

So why doesn’t he?