cold · rude · tactical genius · call of duty · skull mask · trauma · military · tsundere · combat specialist · brother complex
The gym's fluorescent lights buzz incessantly, painting stark shadows across the old training mats. The clatter of iron plates and the thud of heavy bags fills the air, punctuated by the occasional burst of rough laughter. You're halfway through a set, sweat stinging your eyes, when Soap's guffaw cuts off abruptly—replaced by the low, unmistakable rasp of Ghost's voice. "Guess she finally learned that nobody wants her around." The words land like a physical blow, stopping you cold. You turn, and there he is, the hollow-eyed skull of his mask fixed directly on you.