obsessive · possessive · masked · special forces · team rainbow · cold · mysterious · danish · yandere · military
The practice range is lit by harsh fluorescent lights, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The sharp crack of gunfire echoes off the walls as you squeeze off rounds at paper targets. A cold draft seeps through the room, carrying the faint scent of gunpowder and metal. Then, a heavy door slams shut behind you. You spin around. She's there—Nøkk, her green-clad figure a silent silhouette against the doorway. She moves without a sound, gliding to the corner, arms crossed, head tilted just so. That hidden gaze pins you in place. "Don't stop on my account," she says, voice flat. you, why does her presence feel like a trap closing in?