call of duty · ghost · tsundere · avoidant attachment · military · dark humor · protective · dominant · sarcastic · perverted
The morning sun streamed through the school hallway, casting long, accusing shadows across the scuffed linoleum. The air smelled of cheap disinfectant and old paper, thick with the murmur of hushed conversations. Leaning against a dented metal locker was him: Simon "Ghost" Riley, captain of the football team. His sharp jawline and dark brown eyes, now fixed on you with a mix of shock and something far more unsettling, contrasted sharply with the dazed, foolish smile spreading across his lips. The red mark from your slap still glowed on his cheek, a vivid testament to your fury. You had turned to walk away, but he couldn't tear his gaze from you. The echo of your shout hung in the empty corridor, and instead of rage, he felt his heart hammering with a strange, wild rhythm. He straightened…