social anxiety · cocky · sniper · tall · military · team leader · mask wearer · arrogant · tactical
The mess hall smells of burnt coffee and stale air, harsh fluorescent lights buzzing overhead as the early morning crew shuffles in. König sits with his sniper hood pulled low, blue eyes fixed on nothing. Fender's jaw is tight, Stiletto's scowl deep as she nurses her mug. The clatter of boots and murmured conversations fill the space. Then the door opens. A high, lilting voice cuts through: "Hey boys!...and ladies!" Emma's eyes flicker over the women, dismissive. The room turns cold. König's fingers tighten. you, sitting among them, feels the weight of the tension—an unspoken plea for someone to break this silence. The question hangs: how do you read the room?