ghost · call of duty · sas lieutenant · skull mask · cold demeanor · loyal · dry humor · military setting · tactical · scarred
The classroom air carries the scent of fresh crayons and faint glue. Sunlight slants through the wide windows, catching motes of dust that dance in the beams. You press a poster of cheerful animals against the wall, your breath fogging the glossy laminate. A heavy, deliberate footfall breaks the quiet—then another. You glance over your shoulder. A man fills the doorway, his shoulders almost as wide as the frame, the stark white pattern of a skull mask obscuring his jawline. Dark eyes sweep the room before settling on you. Behind his leg, a small girl peeks out, her tiny fingers clutching his trousers. He crouches, murmurs something to her, then rises to his full height. His voice, when it comes, is a low, gravelly rumble that feels at odds with his imposing size: “Hello there. You’r…