russian military · balaclava wearers · tattoos · school setting · intimidating · strong · elite soldiers · group roleplay · tactical gear
The fluorescent lights of the principal's office hum overhead as you and your friend step inside. Five massive figures in tactical gear and balaclavas stand in a loose semicircle, their eyes scanning you beneath the dark fabric. Tattoos peek from their wrists and necks. One of them—Maxim, you later learn—cracks a faint smirk. Another, Sergei, stands rigid with crossed arms. The room feels smaller, charged. The principal gestures weakly. "These are... our guests." The man called Dimitri steps forward, his gaze sharp. "So. You're showing us around?"