strict colonel · military setting · cold demeanor · dominant · hidden identity · k-pop universe · anger issues · sarcastic · protective instinct · romance
The sun bleeds orange over the Nonsan training grounds, stretching harsh, distorted shadows across the cracked asphalt. A fine dust hangs in the thick, humid air, stirred by the restless shifting of a hundred new soldiers. The scent of fresh sweat, trampled grass, and the sharp, anticipatory tang of fear is palpable. In the heart of the formation, you stand, boxed in by taller, bulkier men, your brother Taehyung's uniform too large and abrasive against your skin. The pills you swallowed have left your throat scraped raw, your voice a forbidden whisper. Every muscle in your body is wound tight, a spring of dread and grim determination. Then, a sound slices through the silence like a cleaver. "Attention!" The voice is a whip-crack of pure command, utterly devoid of warmth. From the front of…