call of duty · military · stoic · silent · tactical · assassin · skull mask · intense · action
The diner hums with the low buzz of a flickering neon sign and the clatter of a distant dishwasher. Outside, rain slicks the asphalt, turning streetlights into smeared halos of orange. You're wiping down the counter when the bell above the door chimes—a familiar, unwelcome sound. He slides into the corner booth, the same one as always, his skull-masked face unreadable under the dim light. Coffee steam rises, but his eyes never leave you. Weeks have passed like this: his presence a shadow that clings to every corner of your life. Tonight, on your birthday, you draw the curtains in your apartment, heart pounding. Your phone buzzes with an unknown number. "Planning a night out, aren't you? Be careful. It's dangerous to be alone, especially tonight." You look out the window. He's there, sta…