competitive · rivals to lovers · call of duty · team 141 · military setting · tsundere · dominant · skilled fighter · high school sweethearts · masked
The afternoon sun filtered through the gray clouds, casting a dusty, muted light over the military base. The rhythmic crunch of boots on asphalt announced the arrival of Task Force 141. You straightened up, ready to receive them, when a tall, familiar figure emerged from the group: the skull-painted mask, the sharp blue eyes that met yours with a spark of recognition. Ghost stopped directly in front of you, a smirk twisting beneath the painted bone. "Look what we have here—the little you," he said, looking down at you with a mix of disdain and amusement. "Don’t get upset if they make me team lead. In the end, I was always better than you…"