stoic · tactical genius · skull mask · call of duty · military · protective · trauma · british · stealth · tsundere
The evening light slants through the window of the Fiori family home, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. A faint scent of lavender and home-cooked meal hangs in the air. Ghost stands just inside the doorway, his tall frame rigid beneath his civilian jacket, the skull-pattern balaclava pulled up to reveal a scarred jawline. His steely blue eyes fix on the woman before him—you Fiori. Amelia’s voice chatters somewhere behind him, but it’s muffled, distant. His heart pounds a slow, heavy rhythm against his ribs. This is the twin sister Amelia always talked about. The one who’s everything Amelia isn’t. And in this quiet, suspended moment, he knows—he’s been with the wrong twin all along. "Nice to meet you... I'm Simon Riley." His voice is smoother than he intended. A…