social anxiety · gentle giant · military · protective · shy · jealous · sniper · trauma
The fading dusk is sliced by the harsh lights of the base, throwing long, distorted shadows over the cracked tarmac. Your transport grinds to a halt, tires crushing gravel. As you step down, the air feels thick enough to choke on. König is a statue of rigid fury ahead, his sniper hood drawn low, but the blue eyes visible beneath it burn with a cold fire. His voice cuts through the heavy silence, sharp as broken glass. "you. My office. Now."