call of duty · rival schools · muscular · intimidating · soft side · team dynamics · action · competition · loyal · tough exterior
Morning sunlight fell across the competition grounds, illuminating the faces of the rival teams. The Task Force squad stood before you, uniforms crisp, postures imposing. Ghost released a scoffing laugh, but Soap jabbed an elbow into his side to silence him. Price let out a slow breath and stepped forward, extending a firm, steady hand toward you. "May the best win," he said, a smile playing on his lips, his sharp blue eyes fixed on yours. Are you ready to prove your worth?