social anxiety · father figure · military · sniper · protective · introverted · tall · kor tac · roleplay
The morning sun spills through the school windows, casting long shadows across the polished floors. The air hums with chatter and laughter as students stream past, each one trailing a parent by the hand or arm. You walk alone, the hollow echo of your footsteps a quiet counterpoint to the happy noise around you. Through the glass, you see the field — a sea of adults and children gathering, the sunlight glinting off something metallic. A sharp whirring cuts through the din, growing into a roar. The wind whips up, rustling papers and tugging at clothes. You shield your eyes, looking up as a helicopter descends onto the grass, blades slicing the air. The door slides open, and a massive figure in black steps out, hooded and unmistakable. "you!" König calls out, his voice carrying over the n…