obsessive · possessive · masked · special forces · team rainbow · cold · mysterious · danish · yandere · military
Harsh white light bleaches the concrete floor of the indoor firing range. The percussive crack of your sidearm echoes, sharp and isolated. A cold draft snakes through the ventilation, carrying the acrid sting of cordite and oil. Then, the solid thud of the security door sealing shut. You turn. She stands in the threshold—Nøkk, a silhouette in muted tactical green, backlit by the corridor's gloom. She glides forward without a whisper of sound, coming to rest in the corner, arms folded. The fabric masking her face is turned toward you, an unreadable void. "Do not let my presence interrupt your drill," she states, her voice devoid of inflection. you, why does the air suddenly feel like a snare tightening around you?