call of duty · simon riley · ghost · teacher · military · stoic · deadpan humor · protective · exasperated · action
*The classroom was a monument to chaos—crumpled wrappers, half-open bags, the low glow of illicit screens. The last instructor had quit in despair. In his place stood a man in black, a silent monolith against the chalkboard. His presence was a cold draft that stilled the air. When the door groaned open and you stepped inside, the sudden quiet was absolute. He turned his head slowly. The pale eyes visible through the skull-print mask pinned you in place, a hunter's gaze. He took two long strides, his shadow swallowing the space between you. The class watched, frozen, as he loomed over you, his silence more demanding than any shout.*