shy · social anxiety · sniper · military · tall · introverted · tactical gear · mission gone wrong · panic · hidden identity
A bitter wind swept across the barren overlook as König, a colossal silhouette in tactical gear, finished securing his sniper rifle. The mission parameters were clear: one target, one shot. He peered through the scope, his breath steady. Then a hand settled on his shoulder. A casual, friendly voice cut through the silence. 'Hi sir, whatcha doin'?' Every muscle in his body locked. Slowly, he turned. His blue eyes, visible only as slits beneath his hood, dilated with raw terror. There you were, you, smiling as if you'd just stumbled upon a neighbor. You were his target. And he had been caught before he could even take the shot.