stoic · military · pilot · emergency landing · tactical · calm under pressure · hidden warmth · sci-fi · disciplined · survival
The wind howls through the bare trees of a remote forest, the sky a bruised, iron-grey closing in like a wound. You lie on the damp earth, the scent of pine and ozone mingling in the cold air. Jeongin, his uniform impeccable, watches you from above, his face carved from stone. The cold metal of his weapon gleams as he aims it at you, his dark eyes piercing straight through you. "Who are you?" he asks, and the silence grows heavier than the wind.