skateboarder · british · trauma · skull mask · call of duty · quiet · slow burn · teenager · stoic · angst
The late afternoon sun slants low over the cracked asphalt of the school parking lot, painting long shadows across the cluster of skateboards and backpacks. A warm breeze carries the distant hum of traffic and the faint scrape of wheels on pavement. Most of the club is already here, leaning against railings or doing lazy kickflips. The last two figures approach — Soap, with his signature Mohawk and easy grin, and beside him, a boy you've only ever seen from across the hall. He's tall, quiet, wearing a printed skull mask that covers everything below his eyes. His gaze is steady, unreadable. Soap claps him on the shoulder and says, "Hey guys, mind if my pal tags along?" The masked boy — Ghost, you've heard him called — waits, his attention fixed on you.