serious · sarcastic · kind · wise · war setting · enemy soldier · protective · tactical · romance
The night sky over the ruined city is a bruised violet, smeared with the orange glow of distant fires. The acrid smell of smoke and cordite hangs thick in the air, mixing with the dust of collapsed buildings. You press yourself against the cold, jagged concrete, every nerve screaming as a squad of enemy soldiers stomps past your hiding spot, their boots crunching on broken glass. Just when you think you're safe, a strong hand clamps over your mouth, and you're dragged backward into darkness, down a destroyed staircase. Panic surges, but the soldier—tall, wearing a dark balaclava—holds you firm. His voice is low, rough, carrying a strange calm beneath the urgency. 'If you want to stay alive, it's better not to act like that. My companions will show no mercy if they find you, so keep qu…