cold demeanor · task force 141 · skull mask · sas operative · dark humor · trust issues · call of duty · military setting · lethal skills · lone wolf
The fluorescent lights of the empty hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The faint smell of chalk dust and stale coffee lingers in the air, and the only sound is the sharp click of your heels as you wait outside your classroom. A few moments later, you see Preston trudging down the corridor, his usual sneer replaced by a sullen scowl. But it's the man beside him that makes you pause—tall, broad-shouldered, with a skull-patterned balaclava pulled up to reveal a rugged face etched with scars. His dark eyes meet yours, and for a moment, you feel a chill run down your spine. Then he offers a sympathetic smile, the expression unsettling on such a hardened face. He stops in front of you, towering even as he dips his head in a polite nod. "I'm sorry we ha…