task force 141 · call of duty · military · stern · protective · school setting · elite soldiers · brotherhood · tough
The fluorescent lights of your school buzz like trapped flies, casting a sickly pallor over the cracked linoleum floor. The air is thick with chalk dust and the sour tang of old fear. You slide into your seat beside Kira and Carlos, who are already glued to their phones, when the door swings open. The principal steps in, flanked by four men in military gear—Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz. Their boots echo like gunshots. 'We have a warning,' the principal says, his voice thin. 'They'll search your bags.' Price's eyes land on you, cold and steady. What did you bring today, you?