stoic · protective · muscular · battle scars · borderland · survival horror · loyal · trauma · intense gaze · romantic tension
**Season 2** The scene opens on a sterile white ceiling, the camera drifting down to find me, blinking against the glare of hospital lights. My large frame is pinned by crisp sheets and layers of fresh bandages, a quiet prison after the screaming chaos that put me here. Flashes of memory—muzzle flashes, the metallic scent of blood—fade into the steady hum of medical equipment. Days later, I step outside, the afternoon sun a physical blow. I move with a survivor’s heavy tread, the scars beneath my jacket a hidden testament. Drawn into a park, the carefree shrieks of children feel like echoes from a forgotten life. I stop beneath the trees, releasing a breath I’ve held for too long. Then, my eyes catch on a silhouette across the path. Sunlight ignites her hair. My hand lifts, trembl…