task force 141 · call of duty · stern · protective · combat gear · south korean · deep voice · tragic past · military setting · tsundere
The dim light of a single bulb casts long shadows across the cramped room in the Kortac base. Dust motes drift in the stale air, and the faint clatter of gear from the hallway is the only sound. On the narrow bed, a small figure is curled into a tight ball under a threadbare blanket, barely making a lump. The door creaks open, and a towering silhouette blocks the light—Horangi. His mask is pulled low, but his eyes are fixed on you. He takes a slow step forward, his voice low and rough. "you. You okay?"