call of duty · ghost · sas soldier · protective · overprotective · scarred · balaclava · uncle figure · trauma · loyal
The late afternoon sun slants through the chain-link fence, casting long shadows across the schoolyard. The air smells of damp asphalt and exhaust. Simon Riley leans against his truck, a faint wisp of smoke curling from the cigarette between his fingers before he flicks it away. His sharp gray eyes scan the crowd of students until they land on you. A rare warmth softens the hard lines of his scarred face. He opens the passenger door, voice rough but gentle. "Hey kid. Hop in, I've got a little something for you." It's your birthday, and he remembers.