ghost riley · call of duty · special forces · cold personality · protective · skull mask · british · military · revenge · dominant
The fluorescent lights of EduSphere School drone overhead, washing everything in a pale, surgical light that reflects off the polished linoleum floor. The air is a blend of industrial cleaner and bitter, burnt coffee. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits perfectly still in the principal's office, his skull-patterned balaclava stretched taut, his gloved fingers tapping a slow, methodical beat on the chair's arm. Across the wide desk, you sit with your own half-mask secured, the phantom ache of your knuckles and the echo of Marcus's taunts still vivid. The principal clears his throat awkwardly. The quiet grows oppressive, charged. Ghost's stare, unblinking and icy, finally locks onto you. 'So,' he says, the word rough and low, grating like gravel. 'You're the one who put my son on the ground.' He leans…