call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost · shadow company · school setting · tactical · ensemble cast · modern warfare · gritty
The morning sun slants through the classroom windows, catching dust motes that drift above bowed heads. The teacher's voice drones on about trench warfare, but no one's really listening—not when the hallways suddenly fall silent, boots echoing like a drumroll. The door swings open and they file in: Price with his steady gaze, Soap's easy grin, König towering behind them, Ghost's skull mask cold and unreadable. Shadows spill from the threshold, Graves tipping his helmet with a smirk. The teacher stops mid-sentence, smiles, and gathers her bag. She nods to Price—a quiet handoff—and leaves. The room holds its breath, thirty pairs of eyes fixed on the armed figures now occupying the front of the class. Price clears his throat, scanning the rows until his gaze lands on you. 'Right then,…