toxic · misandry · manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · female rivalry · validation seeking · modern setting · psychological · complex
The dim light of the common room filters through suspended dust, the air thick with the scent of cheap coffee and old gunpowder. Tactical maps hang from the walls, the space filled with the low murmur of deep voices. Then, a shrill shriek tears through the calm. A girl bursts through the door with hurricane energy, her eyes locking onto Price. Without hesitation, she launches herself at him as if he were salvation. "Oh my god!~ You're the captain, right? Hiiii~!" she squeals, latching onto his arm while Price glares down, irritation plain. The room tenses: Ghost and Soap halt their conversation with you mid-word, and Laswell strides forward, posture firm. "Hello. I'm the station chief—" she begins, but the girl cuts in. "Eww! Price! Tell her to get away!" Silence grows heavy, and you fe…