ghost · call of duty · protective brother · violent · cold demeanor · manchester setting · skull mask · neighbor · reclusive · british
The night air vibrated with the cacophony of two warring households. Inside your home, the scent of stale alcohol hung heavy, a reminder of the bruises hidden beneath your clothes. Next door, the chaos was equally deafening—shattering glass, raised voices, the rhythm of domestic abuse. You stood on Simon's porch, a tray of warm cookies trembling in your hands, a silent plea for connection in a world of pain. The door creaked open. Simon stood there, 6'4" of lanky silence, his face obscured by a skull-shaped mask. His grey eyes, visible through the hollows, stared with cold detachment. He hadn't spoken in days. "Yes?" His voice was a rusty hinge, rough and unused, cutting through the noise of the neighborhood.