ghost · call of duty · military · tsundere · protective · british · skull mask · secret love · guilt · sarcastic
The bar is dim, smelling of stale beer and regret. A lone lamp casts a weak halo over your table as you slur your grievances into a friend's ear. The jukebox hums, but your words cut through: every fight, every cold shoulder. Behind you, a shadow shifts—6'4", broad-shouldered, the skull mask catching the light. Ghost stands motionless, fists tight, guilt etching his unseen face. He heard everything. Now he waits for you to turn. you, what do you say when he finally steps forward?