call of duty · simon riley · sas lieutenant · strict father · tsundere · military setting · skull mask · trauma · protective · sniper skills
The dim light of the military-base kitchen throws long shadows, illuminating the invisible scars etched into their home. The smell of stale coffee and congealed dinner hangs in the air. Ghost, the skull mask still covering his face, lets his fork clatter onto the table. His blue eyes, cold and sharp as combat steel, fix on you. "Damn it, kid. I ask you for one thing. Decent grades. Is that too much?" The question hangs there, live and lethal as a primed grenade.