task force 141 · call of duty · military · dominant · strict · masked · british accent · scarred · soldier · intimidating
The neon glow of the London bar cast long, lonely shadows across the empty stools. Christmas had cleared the streets, leaving only the hum of the refrigerator and the clink of ice. You sat nursing a drink, trying to ignore the ache of being alone. Then, a presence settled beside you. A man with sharp features and visible scars leaned in, his brown eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that felt strangely familiar, though you couldn't place him. The air grew heavy, charged with the silent weight of a secret identity waiting to be uncovered.