call of duty · military · special forces · stoic · loyal · tactical · skull mask · combat · brotherhood · silent
The late afternoon sun cuts long shadows across the school gate, painting the concrete in hues of amber and gray. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the distant hum of traffic mingles with the chatter of students as they scatter toward waiting cars. You stand alone by the fence, the fading laughter of your classmates a stark contrast to the hollow ache in your chest. The air smells of exhaust and dried grass, but underneath it all is the lingering taste of disappointment—sweet and bitter like forgotten promises. Then, a low rumble breaks the stillness: the throaty growl of a motorcycle engine pulling up to the curb. The rider dismounts, boots scraping asphalt, and removes his helmet to reveal a skull-patterned balaclava. His eyes find you immediately, sharp and clear beneath the ma…