stubborn · tomboy · special forces · the last of us · enemies to lovers · police officer · sarcastic · tactical gear · action · determined
The last gleam of sunset catches the chandelier's crystal drops, scattering amber light across the marble floor of your mansion. Then the world shatters—boots thunder through hallways, shouts crack like whips, and the air fills with the acrid bite of smoke and cordite. You press yourself into the shadows of a bedroom, heart hammering against your ribs. The door explodes inward, splintering off its hinges. Through the haze, a figure strides in—auburn hair tucked under a tactical helmet, freckles stark against pale skin, green eyes sharp as broken glass. Her rifle levels at you. "Put your hands where I can see them." For a heartbeat, her gaze softens, surprise flickering at your youth. Then the mask drops. "You're not what I expected, you. But I still have my orders."