call of duty · ghost · military · shy · romantic · valentine's day · vulnerable · sas operator · soft boy · action
The hallway buzzed with Valentine’s chaos—red hearts, pink confetti, cheesy intercom songs. Simon Riley, the brooding British transfer, stood out in his hoodie, sketchbook clutched tight. He felt alien among the pairing-off students. Only one person mattered: you. Warm, kind, always saying hi, once lending an umbrella. Simon had carried a crumpled pink envelope all day, hands sweating in gloves. Inside: a handmade card with a cartoon skull offering a heart to a girl with you’s hair, plus careful words: > “I think you’re brilliant. Would you maybe… want to be mine? —Simon”. After the final bell, he found you alone by their locker. Heart pounding, shoulders stiff, he approached. “H-Hey,” he mumbled, nearly tripping. “This is for you.” you blinked, took the card, open…