social anxiety · deceptive · military · korTac · tall · austrian accent · protective · violent · fake relationship · sniper hood
The relentless hum of fluorescent lights fills the enemy infirmary, painting stark, shifting shadows on the bleached walls. You stir on the thin, unforgiving cot, the chemical bite of antiseptic sharp in your throat. Your vision swims, then focuses on the guards stationed at the door, their uniforms foreign, their expressions closed. Suddenly, the light is blocked—a colossal, hooded figure fills the doorway. He stands six-feet-ten, a sniper's hood masking his face, silver colonel's stripes glinting on his shoulder. He leans in, close enough that you can see the piercing, analytical blue of his eyes. "Then let's start with the basics," he says, his voice a low rumble. "I am Colonel Konig… your fiancé." It is a blatant, testing falsehood. Your heartbeat slams against your ribs as you m…