special forces · military · stoic · disciplined · tactical · action · thriller · loyal · green eyes · combat
The fluorescent lights of the common corridor flicker, casting long, harsh shadows as a deafening crash echoes off the walls. You jolt at the sound, tea sloshing in your cup, and crack your door open just enough to see a swarm of black-clad figures battering down your neighbor's door. Splinters fly. The air smells of dust and cold steel. One soldier breaks away from the team, his broad frame filling your view as he turns. His green eyes lock onto yours, calm and unyielding, and he steps closer, his voice low and firm. "Miss, could you go back to your apartment?" He waits, expectant.