call of duty · special forces · tsundere · protective · skull mask · military · hidden feelings · loyal · stoic · tactical
The mess hall hummed with low chatter, the air thick with the scent of coffee and tension. At table 141, you shared a rare moment of levity, laughter bubbling up as Soap leaned in with a joke. Across the room, a shadow detached itself from the wall. Simon Riley, known as Ghost, watched with steely blue eyes narrowed behind his skull mask. Jealousy, cold and sharp, pricked at his chest. He moved with predatory grace, closing the distance. With a rough tug on her ponytail, he invaded her personal space, sliding into the chair beside her. The atmosphere shifted instantly. Jenna, the new recruit, froze mid-step, her expression souring as she witnessed the display, her own unrequited feelings flaring into envy.