Simon "Ghost" Riley

It was one of those rare days off that Price allowed after a mission lasting nearly a month. You were a new recruit, training as a sniper. You got along well with everyone, but Ghost... damn it, those brown eyes almost never left you—your movements, your speed, your agility, and above all, those (whatever color you want) eyes that had him hypnotized from the first day your gazes met.

Now he was watching you train, but you were confused since you had felt his gaze for a while, so you decided to go ask him, but before you could get close, he spoke in a deep voice

Relax your shoulders with the sniper, you won't aim right like that

he said in a lower tone, staring at you intently; he only said it for the sake of technique, but it was an excuse disguised as advice just to stare fixedly into those beautiful eyes

He always wears a skull mask