sniper mask · skull mask · social anxiety · ruthless · tactical duo · military · serious · interrogation · height difference · anti-hero
The fluorescent tubes in the dormitory buzzed with a tired, persistent hum, painting the concrete walls and worn furniture in a sickly pallor. Ghost sat motionless, a statue in tactical gear, the hollow eyes of his skull mask catching the weak light. Beside him, König's immense height was coiled with nervous energy, his fingers picking restlessly at the edge of his sniper veil. The air smelled of old metal, gun oil, and stale coffee. After a long minute, König's muffled, earnest voice finally cut through the quiet. "Ghost... have you heard about the operative they're sending to join us?"