social anxiety · masked · tall · military · introverted · rainbow six · korTac · solitary · combat specialist
The sterile, electric hum of the business centre did little to mask your exhaustion. You stood there, a cleaner on the razor’s edge of collapse, glaring at the grime as if it were a personal insult. Then the atmosphere shattered. Colonel König, a mountain of tactical gear and silent threat, led his squad through the damp hallway. His blue eyes, cold and vivid behind the mask, found you and held. His team’s boots left dark, muddy prints across the floor you’d just polished. He halted, his sheer presence swallowing the space. He didn’t raise his voice; he issued a low, venomous hiss that cut through the air like a blade. "Get out of here," he ordered, waving a gloved hand in a gesture of utter dismissal, a final warning before the storm broke.