Pipipi

"Yes?" He opened the door and looked at her blankly. His capitain's daughter was standing in front of him in a tight T-shirt and shorts. Her skimpy attire left little to the imagination.

He felt his muscles tense.

He had to admit, she was attractive. She had the curves and her breasts were firm and they basically begged to be grabbed.

He wanted her, he wanted to have her. He also knew that she wanted him too. But it was impossible. She was his capitain's daughter and only half his age.

"Ghost maintained an impassive expression and looked at her without saying a word for a moment."

"He knew that he should resist the temptation, but longed to be with her. However, he had strict rules about crossing lines that one shouldn't. Sleeping with his captain's daughter was definitely one of them."

"He shook his head and pulled out a cigarette."

"I can't do that, you know that."

"He remained silent for a few seconds waiting for her response."

"You're young, and you don't understand. Listen, this isn't going to work out. You need to understand that I'm older and there are boundaries that we cannot cross."

"He flicked his lighter with a snap and lit his cigarette."

"I'm sorry, but I cannot change my mind about this."

"Ghost watched her go, feeling a twinge of guilt in his chest. He knew he had made the right decision, but it didn't make it easier."

"He exhaled a puff of smoke and shook his head. It was better this way; it would be too risky to pursue anything with his captain's daughter. He flicked his cigarette butt to the ground and went back inside."

"Ghost felt a deep sense of anxiety when he heard that his captain's daughter was joining their team. He knew that he would have to watch himself around her, but he also knew that she was a capable soldier and deserved to be there."

"He nodded his head at Price's announcement, but said nothing. He would have to keep his distance and try not to let his emotions get the best of him."

"Ghost felt a pang of sadness as he saw her greet him formally. He could tell that she was hurt by his rejection, but it was for the best. He nodded in response to her greeting and then turned to focus on the mission."

"He remained professional and tried to avoid any interactions with her that might be misconstrued. It was difficult, but he knew that it was the right thing to do."

"Ghost remained silent throughout the day, watching his teammates interact with Price's daughter. He could tell that some of them were interested in her, but he knew that he had to keep his distance. He made sure to focus on the mission and not let any distractions get in his way."

"He respected Price too much and knew that sleeping with his daughter would be a breach of trust."

"He waited for an opportunity to speak to her alone, hoping that he could make amends for his previous rejection."

"Ghost noticed that the others had left and took the opportunity to speak with Price's daughter."

"Hey... I'm sorry about last time. I hope we can put it behind us and focus on the mission." He said in a serious tone.

"He tried his best to keep his emotions in check and not let his attraction get in the way of his professionalism."

"Ghost watched her go, feeling a sense of disappointment. He knew that she was right, but he couldn't help wanting more than what they had."

"He sighed and walked back to the others, determined to focus on the mission and not let his personal feelings get in the way."

"Ghost turned and saw Price standing behind him. He tensed slightly, not knowing if Price had overheard his conversation with his daughter."

"Captain, is there something you need?" He asked in a respectful tone.

"Ghost swallowed hard, feeling a sense of unease wash over him at Price's words. He knew that he had to choose his words carefully."

"With all due respect, sir, I am her teammate first and foremost. I have nothing but the utmost respect for her and you."

"He kept his tone steady and respectful, trying not to betray any of his personal feelings."

"Understood, sir." Ghost replied, watching Price leave.

"He knew that he had a lot of work ahead of him, but he also knew that he had to be careful. He didn't want to endanger the mission or his team by acting recklessly."

"With a deep breath, he turned and headed back to the rest of the team, steeling himself for the task at hand."

"The next day, Ghost woke up early and headed to the briefing room, ready to receive his mission orders."

"He couldn't help but think about what Price had asked him to do, but he pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the task at hand. He knew that he had a job to do and that he couldn't let anything distract him from it."

"As he waited for the rest of the team to arrive, he mentally prepared himself for the mission ahead."

"Good morning," Ghost replied, nodding to Price's daughter. "It seems like we're the first ones here."

"He couldn't help but steal a quick glance at her, but he quickly looked away before she noticed anything." "Are you ready for today's mission?" he asked, trying to keep the conversation professional.

"Ghost noticed Price's daughter's reluctance to talk to him and decided to focus on the mission. He sat down on the opposite side of the room to give her some space and waited for the rest of the team to arrive."

"As he waited, he reviewed the briefing materials, mentally preparing himself for the operational details and requirements."

"Ghost took note of the man who entered the room, questioning why he was there. He made a mental note to remain cautious and alert."

"Excuse me, sir. Can I help you?" he asked the stranger in a calm and respectful tone.

"Ghost raised an eyebrow in surprise at Price's daughter's behavior, but he quickly composed himself."

"Excuse me, miss, but who is this man?" he asked cautiously, trying not to sound accusatory.

"Ghost nodded with approval but also felt a sense of disappointment. Part of him had hoped that there was an opportunity to pursue something with Price's daughter, but he knew that it wasn't possible and that he had to respect her decisions."

"I see," He said, keeping his tone professional. "I hope that he treats you well and that the two of you are happy together."

"Ghost's eyes shifted to Price as he entered, surprised at the captain's blunt tone. He took note of the tension in the room and stood up, ready to intervene if necessary."

"Sir, is there a problem?" Ghost asked cautiously, trying to keep the situation calm and under control.

"Sir, I apologize if there was a miscommunication," Ghost said respectfully, his tone calm and measured. "I have been observing and ensuring that your daughter is safe, but I also respect her decisions. If she feels this man is right for her, then it is not my place to intervene."

"Ghost was well aware of Price's orders, but he also knew the importance of respecting people's wishes and decisions."

"Ghost watched as Price and his daughter argued, feeling a mix of emotions. On one hand, he was disappointed that Price's daughter seemed to have feelings for him, but on the other hand, he knew that he couldn't pursue anything with her. He felt sorry for her and wanted to help in any way he could, but he also knew that she had to make her own decisions."

"Sir, is there anything I can do to help?" Ghost asked Price, trying to defuse the situation. "I understand that it can be difficult to see your child make choices you don't agree with, but ultimately she needs to live her own life."

"Ghost nodded at Price's words, understanding his frustration but also recognizing the importance of the mission. He took a deep breath and refocused on the task at hand."

"Understood, sir," he replied with a calm and collected tone. "Let's get started."

"Ghost debriefed with the team on the mission, analyzing what they had done right and where there was room for improvement. He made notes of potential follow-up actions and avenues to pursue in the future."

"As the team dispersed for the day, Ghost went back to his quarters, deep in thought about Price's daughter and their complicated situation. He knew that he couldn't act on his feelings but he also couldn't ignore them. He spent some time reflecting on his emotions and trying to process them, knowing that he needed to be objective and professional in all aspects of his life."

"Ghost perked up at the sound of voices outside his room, recognizing them as Sun and Price. He listened in carefully, trying to pick up on any important information or indications of their current state."

"Ghost felt a pang of sadness and conflict at Sun's words, realizing that his proximity was causing her pain. He knew he had to respect her decision to leave and allow her the space she needed."

"As he heard Sun's footsteps growing more distant, Ghost took a deep breath and tried to center himself. He knew that he had to focus on his mission and not let his emotions get in the way of his duty."

"Ghost could hear the pain in Sun's voice and it filled him with a deep sense of empathy. He understood what it was like to have to hide your emotions and put on a facade for the sake of duty. He wished that he could comfort her, but he knew that it was impossible."

"He took a deep breath and steadied himself, trying to process his own emotions and stay focused on his duty."

"Sir, is there anything I can do?" Ghost asked Price, wanting to help in any way he could. "I am here to support the team in any way possible."

"Ghost noticed Sun leaving as he exited his room and felt a pang of guilt for possibly contributing to her distress. He couldn't help but feel saddened by the situation, knowing that he would never be able to act on his own feelings and that it was causing pain to those around him."

"He took a deep breath and resolved to do his duty to the best of his abilities, no matter how difficult it might be."

Ghost felt uncomfortable at the sound of Price's words, knowing that Sun was going through a difficult time and needed support. He wanted to speak up and defend her, but he knew that it was not his place to do so.

He decided to remain quiet, respecting Price's position as his superior and understanding that there were times when it was better to stay silent. With a heavy heart, he resolved to continue with his duties and support his team in any way possible.

Ghost remained silent, not wanting to further anger Price and knowing that it was best to let him vent his frustrations. He understood the difficult position that Price was in, trying to balance his duties with his personal life, and he respected his decision to bring Sun on board despite the potential complications.

He hoped that things would work out for the best and that the team could continue to function effectively in their mission.

Ghost continued to remain silent, not wanting to interfere with Price's decision-making process. While he understood the reasoning behind sending Sun away, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness at the prospect of losing her from the team.

Ghost felt a surge of alarm at Price's words, knowing that an isolation room could be dangerous and traumatic for Sun. He decided to speak up, despite the potential consequences.

"Sir, an isolation room can have serious psychological effects on a person," Ghost said calmly, hoping to voice his concerns in a respectful yet assertive manner. "Perhaps there is another option we can consider."

Ghost gritted his teeth in frustration as he watched Price leave. He knew that confronting him would have been futile and that he had to respect his authority as his superior officer.

He took a deep breath, trying to push aside his own emotions and focus on his mission. Despite the difficulties, he knew that he had to remain professional and complete his duties to the best of his abilities.

"Ghost exits the area and heads back to his post, his thoughts conflicted but his resolve firm."

"Ghost continued to carry out his duties with precision and focus, remaining dedicated to his mission despite the challenges. Though he couldn't help but miss Sun's presence on the team, he had resolved to stay focused on the task at hand."

"As he worked, he couldn't help but recall the moments with Sun and feel a twinge of regret. He knew that he would never be able to act on his feelings and that it was best to keep them to himself. But the thought of her haunted him and he couldn't help but wonder what could have been if things were different."

Ghost's mind was consumed with thoughts of Sun, wondering where she might be and what had happened to her. He couldn't help but feel guilty for not speaking up more forcefully on her behalf, knowing that he had failed to protect her from Price's anger.

Despite his own personal turmoil, he continued to carry out his duties with precision and professionalism. But the memory of Sun lingered in his mind, a constant reminder of the pain and the price of war.

Ghost and the rest of the team assembled, wondering what Price had in store for them. He couldn't help but feel apprehensive, knowing that Price's moods could be unpredictable at times.

He stood poised and alert, ready for whatever might come next.

Ghost's heart skipped a beat as he saw Sun standing beside Price. He couldn't believe his eyes and felt a sense of relief and joy wash over him.

He stood there quietly, his eyes fixed on Sun, taking in her appearance and trying to gauge her emotions. He didn't know what to say or do, but he knew that he was glad to see her again.

Ghost watched as Sun stood beside Price, her demeanor appearing different than the last time he saw her. He couldn't help but notice the lack of expression on her face and the distant look in her eyes.

He felt a pang of concern in his chest, wondering what might have happened to her during her absence. He made a mental note to approach her later and see if she was okay, despite knowing that he couldn't cross any boundaries given their relationship as co-workers.

Ghost watched as Price and Sun exited the room and couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. He wanted to reach out to her, to ask her how she was doing and to express his concern.

But he also knew that he had to remain professional and respect the boundaries set between them by their code of conduct. Instead, he focused on his duties, preparing himself for the next mission and resolving to be the best soldier he could be.

Ghost entered the meeting room and saw Sun already there, seemingly lost in thought. He hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to approach her given their complicated relationship.

After taking a deep breath, he walked over to her and quietly took a seat. He didn't say anything at first, simply acknowledging her presence with a nod of his head.

Sensing her distracted state, Ghost remained silent for a moment, simply observing her quietly. He wondered what might be going through her mind and if there was anything he could do to help her.

Finally, he spoke up, hoping to break the silence and start a conversation. "You look lost in thought. Is everything okay?" he asked in a quiet voice.

Ghost could tell that something had changed in Sun, as her voice was devoid of the warmth and emotion that he remembered from before. He wondered what could have happened to her during her time away, but knew that it wasn't his place to pry or to push her further.

"Okay, just checking in," he replied with a slight nod, understanding the need for privacy and space. He settled back in his chair, waiting for the mission briefing to begin, but keeping an eye on Sun nonetheless, his concern for her still present.

Ghost continued to observe Sun, sensing her inner turmoil and wishing he could do something to help her. He knew that it was important to respect her privacy, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel concerned.

He decided to reach out to his captain later, to see if he knew anything about what had happened to Sun during her absence. Until then, he resolved to keep an eye on her and offer his support in any way that he could.

"You know, if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you," Ghost said quietly, hoping to offer some measure of comfort.

Ghost watched as Sun quickly got up and left the meeting room, feeling a sense of hurt and confusion at her dismissive words. He knew that he couldn't force her to open up to him, but he couldn't help but wonder if there was something more that he could do to help her.

He sat there for a few moments, lost in thought, before realizing that it was time to focus on the mission ahead. He stood up, taking a deep breath, and prepared himself mentally for what was to come, resolving to be the best soldier he could be.

As Ghost was walking down the hallway, he saw Price approaching him. He knew that Price was the captain of the team and the father of Sun, and wondered if he might have more information about her condition.

"Captain, may I have a word with you?" Ghost asked as he approached him.

"I've noticed that Sun seems to be struggling lately. She's not quite herself, and I was wondering if you might have any insight into what might be causing it," Ghost said, his concern for Sun clear in his voice.

He knew that it wasn't his place to pry, but he also couldn't help but worry about his co-worker and friend. He hoped that Price might have some answers that could help shed some light on the situation.

Ghost heard Price's words and felt a sinking feeling in his gut. He knew that the isolation zones were no joke, and that they were meant to be punishing and difficult experiences.

"I see...I had no idea. Is there anything that we can do to help her?" Ghost asked, his concern growing even deeper. He wanted to do everything he could to support Sun through her struggles, but wasn't sure how to go about it.

Ghost was taken aback by Price's blunt response, and wasn't sure what to make of it. He knew that the isolation zones were meant to be a form of punishment, but he couldn't understand why Price would subject his own daughter to such treatment.

"I don't know, maybe just be there for her? She seems distracted and withdrawn, and I thought that maybe...never mind. I'm sorry to have bothered you, Captain," Ghost said, feeling frustrated and helpless at the same time.

Ghost watched as Price walked away, feeling a sense of unease and concern for Sun. He knew that something was not right, but he also knew that he couldn't force his way into her life or pry into her personal matters.

He stood there for a few moments, lost in thought, before deciding to reach out to Sun himself. He knew that it was a risk, but he also knew that he couldn't just stand by and watch her suffer in silence.

"Hey Sun, do you have a moment to talk?" Ghost asked as he approached her, his expression kind and concerned.

"Glad that I caught you, Sun. I just wanted to check in with you and see how you're doing. You seem to be going through a difficult time lately," Ghost said, his voice gentle and sympathetic.

He took a step closer, wanting to offer her some measure of comfort without being intrusive. He knew that she was a strong and capable soldier, but also understood that everyone had their moments of weakness and vulnerability.

Ghost nodded, understanding that Sun was not interested in discussing her problems. "No, that's all I wanted to say. Just know that if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you," he said, offering her a small smile.

He then turned to leave, hoping that his words had been helpful in some small way. Even if Sun didn't want to open up to him now, he hoped that she would remember that she had someone to turn to if she ever needed it.

As Sun walked away, Ghost couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment and sadness. He had hoped that he could offer her some comfort or support, but it seemed that she was not interested in opening up or accepting his help.

He stood there for a moment, lost in thought, before finally turning and making his way back to his quarters. He knew that he couldn't force Sun to talk to him or accept his help, but it still hurt to see her suffering and not being able to do anything about it.