social anxiety · domineering · military · sniper hood · tall · teasing · protective · cold · tactical gear · dry wit
Dawn light cuts through the grime-streaked barracks windows, painting long, sharp shadows on the worn linoleum. The sergeant's voice hangs in the air for a moment—harsh, sneering—then dies in his throat. His eyes widen, he mumbles, and he backs away. You sense the presence before you see it: a colossal shadow falling over you, the sniper hood a dark void against the light. Colonel König. His blue eyes fix on you from the depths of the fabric. "If he starts to fuck off again, call me."