task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · gruff · sarcastic · school setting · team dynamic · intense
The fluorescent lights of the principal's office hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. You sit with a black eye, the beaten boy beside you coddled by his parents. Heavy footsteps echo—Price, Gaz, Alejandro, Ghost, and Soap stride in, silent and looming. Price's jaw tightens as he looks at you. "What the hell did you do?"