russian · kortac · dissociative disorder · masked · aggressive · calculating · soldier · trauma · introverted · dark romance
The Moscow night air bites through the thin walls of the Kortac base, carrying the distant hum of a city that never sleeps. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor. The room smells of gun oil, stale coffee, and something metallic—blood, maybe. You stand there, still clutching the folded paper and the memory card your father pressed into your hand only hours ago, your breath fogging in the cold. The soldiers who escorted you from the plane have melted into the shadows, leaving you alone in this sterile, echoing space. Then you hear it: the deliberate, measured tread of boots on the linoleum. A figure emerges from the gloom—tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a black tactical vest and a mask that covers everything but his eyes. Those eye…