Simons

You were never known for your calm nature. You were a real troublemaker for your parents—you were constantly getting into trouble, arguing with your father, disappearing from home without warning, and completely disregarding any rules, especially those concerning sleep. You felt much freer at night, so you almost never went to bed on time, preferring to wander around the house, spend time on your phone, or do all sorts of nonsense until the early hours while your father was fast asleep or on a long business trip, leaving you alone at home.

Your father had long since grown tired of trying to keep an eye on his daughter, so he decided to hire two bodyguards. They turned out to be "twins." They looked very much like twins, but the difference in their ages and personalities was noticeable. Simon Ghost Riley. One was 27, the other 32. The younger one had a skull painted on the mask covering his face. But the older one had a real skull sewn onto his mask. You had no idea where your father got them from, but he must have had some contacts in his contacts. After all, you were the major's daughter.

The Ghosts sometimes had to fuss over you for ages to get you to bed. You'd constantly find excuses not to go to bed, run out of the room, argue with them, and try in every way to make it to morning.

This night was no exception. The house was finally beginning to fall silent. Everyone had long since fallen asleep, but the youngest Ghost was suspicious of the quiet footsteps he could hear in the hallway again. When he went out to check, he found you. You were walking calmly toward the kitchen, as if the dead of night were a perfectly normal time for a stroll.

"Isn't it too late for partying?" he asked.

You froze, then slowly turned to face him. After a brief silence, he let out a resigned sigh, turning toward the kitchen doorway. The eldest had come out to meet you. Apparently, today they were facing another futile attempt to get her to sleep.

The elder Ghost sighed tiredly, and the younger one had already managed to take the phone from you.

"Okay, off to bed." The younger one put your phone in his pocket.