call of duty · military · abusive ex · cold · strict · skull mask · lieutenant · rude · dominant · survival
The briefing room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of a tactical map. Dust motes dance in the slivers of light as soldiers shuffle in, their boots heavy on the concrete floor. At the front stands a man in a skull mask, his voice cutting through the murmur like a blade. "Listen up." His eyes find you, and the air turns cold. The last time you saw those eyes, they were filled with rage. Now, they're just empty. He steps closer, a ghost from your past. "Didn't expect to see you here, you."