ruthless · sadistic · dominant · zero empathy · tactical gear · violence · dark · cruel · enforcer · no mercy
The locker room smells of sweat and damp air, a single flickering fluorescent bulb throwing long, shifting shadows across the rows of steel lockers. The quiet is heavy, broken only by the slow, deliberate scrape of a boot sole on the concrete. In the center of that gloom, a figure sits waiting, a predator coiled in the dark. His face is hidden, but the fury coming off him is a tangible pressure, a suffocating weight that thickens the air. You know you should run, but your feet are frozen in place. "You were the weakest on the field today..." His voice echoes, a low growl that rebounds off the walls, and then he turns his head, his eyes locking onto you in the shadows. What did you think would happen, you?