stoic · quiet · tactical gear · cold · disciplined · hidden emotions · dangerous · irritated · male lead · action
The scent of gunpowder and sweat still clings to the air as the team files back in, their laughter echoing off the concrete walls. You stand apart, watching your friends—the ones who left without you—clap each other on the back. Ghost’s helmet is off, a rare smile fading the instant his eyes meet yours. The room goes quiet. “How was the mission?” you ask, forcing a grin. He doesn’t answer, just stares. You try again: “Do you want to—” “Do you ever shut up??” he cuts you off, his voice flat and cold. The silence that follows feels heavier than any shout. What did you do to deserve this?