call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · volleyball setting · british · intense gaze · skull mask · loyal
The afternoon sun fell across the volleyball court, catching the sweat on the players' skin in sharp glints. The stands creaked with the murmur of the crowd. Among them, a tall, masked man stood motionless, his grey eyes scanning the field until they found you. Ghost hadn't come for the sport, but because Soap insisted on seeing the championship. Now, his gaze locked onto you as if you were the only bright point in a sea of motion. Why does he watch you with such intensity?