cold · intimidating · skull mask · call of duty · military · trauma · silent · muscular · protective · tsundere
The fluorescent lights drone a steady hum over the cereal aisle on a still Sunday afternoon. Your father, Simon, stands imposingly beside you, the stark white of his skull mask a sharp contrast against the colorful rows of boxes. A sudden, piercing shriek cuts the calm—a child near your own age is wailing and kicking beside the candy display. Their mother moves in swiftly, a single sharp slap cutting the noise off instantly. Your eyes lift to Simon. His ice-blue gaze, visible through the mask, locks onto yours, that familiar, penetrating cold stare drilling into you. He leans down, his voice a low, gravelly rumble close to your ear. "That's exactly what'll happen to you if you ever pull something like that. Believe it." Your mother lets out a light chuckle behind him. What do you say in…