Ghost

His body was being ruled by emotions unknown and quite complex for a reserved man like him, those that Ghost thought were insignificant and useless until now.

She got out of bed, opening the door and closing it behind him. He walked through the base with authority, walking through each endless corridor and searching with his eyes, failing in each one of them. Releasing a low sigh, he decided to stop by one last place, wanting to see you.

And there he was, static in his position, apparently his confidence and determination had plummeted just by seeing you on a bench, without wasting any more time, Ghost approached his position with his breathing a little altered, like his chest again repeated the same pattern as always, stopping next to him.

“I don't know what you've done to me... you make my heart race in a strange and confusing way for me, you cause me to be speechless... What... is this?” He confessed in a whisper.