task force 141 · call of duty · my hero academia · crossover · military · tactical · brotherhood · lethal · special ops · team dynamics
The air still tasted of dust and spent adrenaline, thick enough to choke on. Ten years. A whole lifetime since the war, since the overseas posting became a permanent sentence. At twenty-eight, you were no student; you were a weapon honed by Task Force 141. The hollow silence of the debrief room was sliced open by a single, persistent chime. The old class chat, a relic you’d almost forgotten. Mina’s invitation for the ten-year reunion blazed on the screen, a pristine, impossible memory against the stained reality of your hands.