call of duty · sas operator · stoic · protective · grumpy · trauma survivor · father figure · skull mask · military setting
The fluorescent lights in the school corridor droned a flat white note, bleaching the scuffed linoleum floor. The air held the smell of industrial cleaner and old textbooks. Ghost shouldered the principal's office door open, his frame filling the entrance. He saw you first—the chair, your posture, the livid bruise flowering across your cheek. His jaw hardened beneath the mask. He stepped inside, silencing the principal with a raised hand. "you," his voice was a low, graveled vibration in the still room. "Did you win or lose?" The silence that followed was dense, a space waiting for your word.